Chapter Forty Three

That successfully gets him quiet. He does a good job of keeping up the passive face but I see the irregular straightening of his spine. He's nervous. The truth is I've not nearly given it as much thought as I was supposed to but he doesn't need to know that. I'd literally say anything to get him to stop bringing up my past now.

"I have your answer". He reaches for his cup of coffee and takes a sip, raising a brow at me inquisitively.

"I'm listening". I rummage in my head for my decision. Before I can change my mind, I say quickly.

"I'm coming". His eyes widen, they literally widen and for once, I can clearly see the shock on his face. A sick sense of satisfaction settles in me at the fact that I finally ripped off the annoying passive mask. I take another sip of my coffee and straighten in my seat, my lips curling up slightly into a smile.

"You….you will?". He stutters. I raise a mocking brow at him.

"What? You don't want me to?". He's still staring at me wide-eyed when he bursts out