Chapter 23
Yacht
BUT I FELT his warm palm on my arm and snatch the suitcase I was holding. I shut my eyes with anticipation. The truth is, I didn t want to let go. I wanted him to hold me like this for as long as possible. But I was hurt. I was devastated and humiliated. I wanted to stay in his arms, but I just can t.
"I have to go," I barely whisper to him and snatch my bag from his grip.
I could feel his rejection of what I said and some violent breathing before speaking.
"I ll drive you home," he finally said.
I smirked. "You don t have to. I can go alone, and I don t need your help!" I shouted. I also tried to pull my arm away from him, but I only got weaker.
"Let s talk. There s something you need to know."
I chuckled. "What do I need to know? I heard everything I needed to kn
