MAYA'S POV
I opened my eyes at the sudden movement of the bed. Realization that Blake is lying naked next to me hits me, burning my cheeks with embarrassment. I could blame the wine for what happened, but it was all me, I was on cloud 9 when he told me he wanted me to stay in his life, something sparked in me, it was hope, but, how could it work? Shouldn't the couple be in love to get married? Shouldn't there be a relationship before? What if he didn't mean it? What if it was something he was saying in the moment? I can't risk falling in love and then being let down nursing my broken heart back to health. I want to be selfish and marry this man, not because my grandmother wanted it this way. In fact, that is why I don't want to do this, the reasons I want to do this are completely stupid,
