Indebted

Chapter seven

We are quiet on the drive back to my home in Bay Laurel both lost in our own thoughts.

My throat tightening, tears prickled my eyes but I willed them not to fall, eyeing Nickolai coldly, I felt like if I was falling my head dizzy. I loved reading romance novels historical, contemporary about couples in love getting married. I had imagined my wedding filled with excitement and love silly dreams of a woman no longer bless with C cups.

My mind wondering on Jose wishing my phone would ring with good news, glaring at him and his imposing silence.

"When are we getting married Nickolai?

"July 1st" never taking his eyes off the road.

I gripped the door handle so tightly my knuckles were turning white but I didn't feel the pain my body had grown numb.
"That's two months from now" I choke, so soon.

I suck in a deep breath as he pulls into the driveway its half past ten Ms Kent left the living room light on. She was expecting my return while I wasn't expecting this admiring the platinum diamond ring, the modern design breathtaking and brilliant.

If I had known my life would change so dramatically I might have planned a little better. A one way trip to the caribbean never looking back but what would have happened to my mother. Her meager pension couldn't cover the bills, private health care and her ex husband's debt.

He switches off the engine gazing at me his expression lustful. I stared down at my hands knotting my fingers.
Was he really expecting sex?

He reaches for my hand slowly pulling it to his mouth, tenderly kissing the back.

"Are you not going to invite me in?"

My heart leaps to my mouth and onto the floor.

"Um-Um" faltering.

God help me please wrenching back my hand, nibbling my nails.

A ghost of a smile softening his sinful mouth, causing a shiver to move through me followed by a heated ache between my legs.

His eyes, his gaze darkened, his voice lowers intimately "unless you would rather go to my place."

"No" I whispered trying to breath air in air out.

Opening the car door I stumbled lightly. Okay Emily get a grip it's not like if you haven't slept with a man before.
What's so different now?

Everything

Marriage, an unwanted husband, debts

I crawled up the steps ever so slowly his presence behind me unsettling, fumbling through my handbag to retrieve my house keys, my body tense as his hand settle firmly on the small of my back walking in besides me.

"Do you want something to drink?" blinking at him my heart rate matching my fluttering lashes.

He nodded"I want only you" pulling me into his arms, his chest rock hard and warm. He is breathing harder than usual, his face flushed with lust and I have stopped breathing altogether.

Heart thumping I want to run as he followed me up stairs never taking his eyes off me. Walking down the carpeted corridor my hand pausing on the door knob rattling it with my shaking hand, my mother's room right next to mines.

Christ Emily get a grip so what if she hears, you are going to be his wife two months from now anyway.

I scoff inwardly walking in.