Chapter 43: A Passionate Night
The living room was empty, eerily quiet. I looked around nervously, then turned to Arthur.
"You really brought me to your house? What if your parents see me?"
I stepped closer to him and kept my voice low. Our relationship wasn't something I wanted paraded around, especially not in front of his family. The thought alone made my skin crawl.
"Don't worry," Arthur said. "They don't live here."
The second those words left his mouth, he pushed me back onto the sofa.
From the outside, Arthur Sandlin always seemed calm, like nothing could shake him. But when it came to intimacy, he was impatient and wild, almost reckless.
Hearing his reassurance, I let out a quiet breath. My nerves settled, but when I looked into his eyes, something inside me stirred. His gaz
