Camila’s POV
What? My eyes went huge in my face and I dropped my mouth open, my arms dropped from my chest to my sides. I couldn’t believe this. When had he been thinking about this? Just when?
Was he just throwing that out there to see what I was going to say, or was this some kind of joke?
Clearing my throat and swallowing the lump he had caused to form there, I said. “You do know that’s never going to happen, right?” I asked him, looking straight into his eyes, and holding my ground. “It won’t, and believe me, after this fleeting foolishness… or whatever we want to call it, once it passes, you’ll thank me for not marrying you.” I said.
“Why would I thank you for not marrying me?” he asked, his smile gone and his brows furrowed.
I lifted my shoulders in a shrug, and then I said.
