CHAPTER 40
I placed my hand on his chest, ignoring the electrical excitement rushing through me at the touch, before pushing him away, putting some distance between us. A look of disappointment crossed the dark brown of his orbs and I had to restrain my hands from grabbing his shirt and pulling him in for a kiss.
“Why exactly am I here Andrew?” I questioned, my voice low and hoarse. I both loved and hated how his close presence made me crazy and so aware of my own feminity.
“Because I couldn’t stop thinking about you,”
“Andrew you are marrying Rose in less than ten days, so why the f**k can’t you just let me be?” I asked, stepping inches away from him.
“You think I don’t know that? Yes, I know that I have to get married to Rose in less than ten days and yet…” he dawdled as his fingers
