Annabel’s POV
He moved even closer than we were. “Are you just sorry that you hugged me… or are you sorry that you told me you love me when we were making out?”
Shit.
I actually said that? A knot formed in my throat. “Don’t take it seriously, it was a moment of weakness.”
“Moment of weakness indeed,” he said sarcastically.
“Annabel, don't fall for me. I’m not the right guy for you, it might not end well.” His voice was a bit lower as he hovered his lips around mine.
A heavy weight pressed on my heart. What did he mean by I should not fall for him?
Does it mean that everything that happened between us yesterday meant nothing to him?
So he just used me because of the contract, and I actually fell for it?
He searched for my eyes. “Annabel, are you okay?”
My stare bored into his
