Chapter 27
Ciara's POV
“Wh-what?” I stuttered, half worried that he'd stand up and walk away from me. My stomach tingled at how embarrassing it would be. Maybe he'd suddenly realised that we shouldn't be doing this.
We shouldn't be one step away from fûcking ourselves when we had a contract that clearly stated we were only in a fake relationship.
“I want you, Ciara.” His voice came out rough. His eyes never left mine, and there was something primal in the way he looked at me.
More like I was the only thing that kept him breathing.
I blinked, stunned, as my lips parted. “What do you mean?”
I raised my brows, confused as he took his fingers to his lips; the same fingers that were just between my thighs, the same fingers that had touched my wetness.
“What are you doing?” I whispe
