AMELIA’S P.O.V
My cheeks heated pink from both embarrassment and arousal. I wanted him but I couldn’t find it in myself to say the words. Kaden waited patiently for me to speak but while he waited, he brushed my hair away from my neck and pressed open mouthed kisses there. I let out a gasp when he kissed a certain spot and his lips curled up in a smirk.
“I need an answer, Amelia,” he breathed against my neck. “You don’t even have to say what you want. I just want to hear the number.”
My cheeks heated and I shut my eyes. “The third option,” I mumbled and he froze.
He pulled back to stare at me and searched my eyes presumably for any form of hesitation at all. “Are you sure? We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to Amelia, there is no rush.”
“I want to.”
