Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“What if the other half doesn’t want to put their all into it?”
“Felipe is a man of his word. I think if you give him a chance, you’ll see that.” She says it with such confidence.
“I don’t know. I’ve—”
“I don’t want to hear about rumors,” she says, cutting me off. This is hard. I want to trust my mom on this, but it’s my life. “Are you not attracted to him?”
“Of course I am.” I dip my head, my face starting to warm. “I think everyone is attracted to him. It’s annoying,” I huff.
“How do you think he feels? You’re a very beautiful girl, Amelia. You think he was the only man to ask for your hand?”
“What?” My head snaps back up. “You never told me that.”
“Why would I tell you about men I rejected?” I gape at her. “They weren’t worthy of you.” She raises her chin almost smugly, and I fight not to laugh. Mom is good for my ego.
“But Felipe is?”
She nods with confidence. She is so sure of this. While I might be questioning a lot of things right now, I know my mom. She always knows what she’s doing.
“I think Felipe will push you.”
“What does that mean? Have I done something wrong?” Where do I need to be pushed?! I’ve always been the perfect daughter. Even now, I’m not throwing a fit to get out of this.
“You’ve done nothing wrong. You never have. In fact, that’s what I mean.” I stare at her, even more confused than ever. “He makes your heart race, doesn’t he? You don’t know if you want to smack him or kiss him.” Mom has a dreamy look in her eyes as she says these things that are, in fact, true.
“I’m all over the place with him,” I admit.
“Because you care.” She might be right, but he’s not the only one who has me all over the place. She leans over and gives me another kiss on the cheek. “I want you to spend more time with him, Amelia.” She stands from the bed. “Get to know him.”
“But—” She cuts me off again.
“When it’s time to say ‘I do,’ if you don’t want to walk down the aisle, I won’t make you.”
“Really?”
“Of course not, sweetie, but that said, you must spend time with him. That way, you have a legitimate reason to tell me you don’t believe this will work.”
“Okay,” I agree. She gives me a proud smile before she leaves me to get lost in my thoughts.
Would it be so terrible to spend time with both of these men? Then I could see which I might care for more? Men do that all the time, don't they?
A trace of guilt hits me again, but I reason that Felipe has been out there dating anyone or anything for years while I’ve been sitting here waiting to be told who I would marry. It’s not as if he’s some saint.
Even if I’m still confused about his earlier comments. I think he tried to imply he hasn't been out there sleeping with anyone. What else would it mean if I said you reap what you sow and he warned that it better be true. That can’t be right.
My phone vibrates on my nightstand, and a text from my mystery man pops up.
Casanova: Lights out, kitten. It’s time for bed.
Excitement blooms through my whole body. I jump up, rushing over to my bedroom door and flip the lock before I hit the lights and drop my robe. I hop back into bed, getting under the covers, and wait to see what comes.
Chapter Ten
Felipe
I take my time driving around before I go to Amelia’s house. When I rode by earlier, I saw her light was on, and I sent her a quick text. After it went out, I drove around a bit longer to steady my need. Fuck, she is addicting. The more I’m near her, the more I have to have her. It’s why I’ve always made sure I’ve had some distance between us over the years. She needed time still.
Parking my car at the back of her house, I hop the fence and sneak through the garden to just below her balcony. There’s a rail right beside it that’s easy enough to climb up, and once I’m there, I see she’s left the door slightly open for me.
“Good girl,” I whisper as I slip inside and close it behind me.
There’s enough moonlight to show her fast asleep in her bed, but she must have gotten hot at some point and kicked the covers off of her. She’s laid out in just her underwear, and I didn’t know I could ever see anything so beautiful.
Reaching down, I grab the bottom of my shirt and pull it over my head, tossing it on the floor. I want to have as much of my skin touching hers as possible. After I toe off my shoes and socks, I unbuckle my belt and drop my pants to the floor. I think about leaving my boxer briefs on, but I want to rub on her, even if I can’t fuck her, so I take those off too.