𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

She pulls back suddenly. She drops back in her and looks at me dumbfounded, "You said said you loved me."

I'm quick to break eye contact and pull a pillow in front of my face which I can tell is blossoming into a dark shade of red. Crap, she heard me.

"You said it it first." I mumble into the pillow.

"I'm sorry, darling, what was that? I couldn't hear you."

I hesitantly move the pillow away from my face and turn towards her, still not meeting her gaze, "I said...I said you said it first."

I look at her for a second but between the smirk and her one questioning raised eyebrow, there's no way she expects me to actually look her in the eye, right?

"Look at me." I was wrong.

I try to look at her again, and I must have been moving too slowly because she takes a finger and pushes my head up, impatience setting in.

"We should work on that, shouldn't we, darling?"