He pushes my hands away from the zipper and drapes my hair over one shoulder before zipping up my dress. When I would have walked away from him, he pulled me close to him and kissed my earlobe. “Amelia, I need you to trust that I know what I’m doing. I don't want you going out to random places without letting me know.”
“So now I must curtail my activities too when I don’t even know why?” I ask, pulling out of his grasp, and turning to face him. “That’s kind of unfair, isn’t it? I can’t make any promises about my activities when you won’t share all the facts with me.”
“Amelia I swear I’ll chain you to the damn bed if you don’t do what I say.”
“You just try it, Daniel Lucas.”
We glare at each other, neither relenting. I just couldn’t let it go that he insists on keeping secrets from me.
