Chapter 8 - SophieOnce upstairs we pass by several doors and continue on down the long hall. When we reach the master bedroom, I grow quiet, taking it all in. The room is huge, with a king sized bed and an upholstered headboard, tables with lamps, and a chaise lounge chair in front of a gas fireplace. The décor is contemporary and simple in tones of light gray and cream with splashes of blue as accents. Everything looks brand new.
"Master bath." He points off to the side of the bedroom suite.
His one word responses and grunts ever since I’d pleasured him are grating on my nerves. Why is he acting so detached and strange? "I’m sorry if I’ve done something wrong…" I start.
Drake’s eyes lift to mine. "Get undressed, Sophie."
A gasp of breath sticks in my throat. "What?"
"You heard me." H
