Why was I angry with Chase again?
My thoughts all jumbled up together, leaving me speechless.
Pink colored my cheeks and I found it hard to stare at Chase directly like I had been doing earlier. So, this was why I was his perfect bride? The man had a point though. He could have any woman, but not every woman could be trusted, which made me raise another question.
“What if all of this was just pretense? What if you were wrong about me?”
“If it were all pretense, then it would have shown by now, wouldn’t it? And if I was wrong, then that would be a wrong decision, I take full responsibility for.”
Could this man stop now? It was as if he was dipping each of his words in honey and feeding it to me slowly. It was distracting. And the fact that his voice remained silvery through it all, mad
