Chapter Ten
Natalie
Every inch of my skin burned as fire raced through my bloodstream. My stomach jittered to the point I couldn’t even swallow against the nerves coursing upward. I couldn’t think straight and wasn’t quite sure I wanted to, either.
I’d certainly never had someone worship me in such a way—but I definitely wished for that very thing. Hadn’t I told him my secret fantasy?
“I-I don’t have time for such things,” I heard myself say rather than admit to what I’d been dreaming about since I’d met him a few weeks earlier.
“But you said yourself that you fantasize for such a man.”
“Yes, but I’ve dedicated my life to caring for my sister,” I reminded him, trying not to sound too depressed.
“Surely you do things for yourself on occasion,” he murmured, his lips snagging my attent
