CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE: CONTRACT REVIEW

Catherine’s POV

I stir, slowly opening my eyes, blinking and to my surprise, again, it is Alexander at my bedside, watching me, every feature on his face etched with worry, he was missing his usual arrogant gleam and his eyes glinted with relief and care. My eyes flicker and I notice I am in his bedroom.

“We need to talk,” His voice was gentle.

Instantly my nerves start shivering, rehearsing all the things I said to him last night. I felt a pit in my stomach. I drew in a long breath to calm my raging nerves; Alexander Clifford wanted to talk,

Shit! You are in trouble Catherine. Slowly I straighten up in the bed.

“You said a lot of things last night,” He said, his eyes piercing mine.

“I…was hurt,” I mutter

His eyes escape and return. "So what was your plan, to freeze out in the cold?"

“It made so much sense at the time.” His brows quirk, bewildered.

Then they snap back into place. “And now? Would you rather freeze out in the cold than stay here with me?”

Not when