“But I don’t love you!” I yelled, quite surprised at the strained sound in my voice. If this is his idea of a marriage proposal, it was far from what I had in mind. I was getting sick of this. Having my dire situation rubbed directly in my face was also not helping. Of course, I knew I could be married off anytime. It is even happening to Zak now as we speak.
Edward just laughed softly in response to my outburst. If my words hurt him, he did not show it.
“That’s too bad for you. I like you just fine,” Edward replied smoothly before kissing my lips once more.
“Enough talk. I believe your 5 minutes has ended. My 15 minutes starts now,” Edward stated before grabbing my body and roughly pulling me on top of his lap.
