I held his gaze and said nothing.
Because the part of me that was supposed to be forming a response was too busy sitting with the question I couldn't stop asking myself...
Was I ready for where this was going?
Because this wasn't the arrangement anymore. The clean, finite, no-emotions-attached arrangement we had agreed to with its clear end date and its clear terms of what it was and wasn't. That arrangement had been quietly, systematically dismantled over the course of one day and replaced with something that had a house in it. And a car. And a man gripping my chin, telling me to stay away from every other man like it were a condition of my employment.
"You don't know the lengths I'll go to safeguard what's mine, Kiss." His voice dropped to something barely above a murmur, his face so
