“You haven't moved for ten minutes." Clarissa points out to me. "I can safely say you're not taking the news well."
I didn't think there was any other way to take news such as this one. I was in deep trouble. And there was no way for me to escape it.
"I'm not sure what to do with that information," I confess. "It's not like I can back out now. We're already married, and I'm already on this yacht."
One would think that I would be excited to see Atticus completely naked after being in love with him for so long. But I wasn't in the least; I was freaking out. This wasn't the way I wanted it to happen. Though, Atticus had seen plenty of me already, not completely naked but he saw more of me than I saw of him.
Are we allowed to keep our eyes closed throughout the entire thing? That may ma
