Chapter Twenty One

I pulled away from our intimate position. It frightened me how romantic he was being and how easily I was giving in to him.

“So… what are we going to do to pass the time.”

He adjusted his cufflinks. “I can think of a few things.”

He pulled of his jacket and my heart sank. “Don’t worry. I don’t plan on bending you over… yet.”

He threw himself on the bed.

“And when will that be?” I asked.

He patted the space next to him. I reluctantly climbed on the bed and lay like a log beside him. We’d been intimate before, why was it scaring me now? Brad was a terrifying person. He would rip my heart out the second he knew I was handing it over to him. He was capable of cheating and lying and disappearing for days just for work. I bet he would stop in the middle of sex just to answer a work call.

He raised his brow at me. I kept my hands on my stomach and kept a healthy distance between us.

“After we get married.” Brad said.

“What? Are you scared I’ll figure out you’re not good in bed and run?”

He r