The Wrong Woman

Nathan asked sternly, “Who are you trying to insult by sleeping on the floor?”

Suzanne was enveloped in his masculine scent. She felt like she was about to suffocate.

Her mind was in disarray as she stuttered, “I-I just thought that i-it wouldn’t be appropriate for us to s-sleep together when you’re in love with s-someone else.”

Nathan raised an eyebrow and smirked. “I have no feelings for you, so even if you were dancing naked in front of me, I wouldn’t spare you a second glance, let alone touch you.”

His words stung the most vulnerable part of her, crushing her.

She wanted to say something back in retort but choked up, afraid to reveal her feelings. She could only bite her lip in silence as her eyes grew misty.

Nathan was momentarily dazed as he gazed into her beautiful, teary eyes.

However, he swiftly laid back on the bed the next second and ordered, “Turn the lights off and sleep.”

Immediately, the voice-activated system in the room turned off the lights.

the darkness. Still, she quickly repositioned herself

wide, so even though they both occupied one end each, there was

to fall asleep.

succumbed to fatigue in the

…

a phone ringing woke her up.

groggily and saw Nathan dressed handsomely in a black combat

because she was blinded by love, but he seemed to sparkle,

and answered softly, “Good

hear Nathan’s worried response. “You caught a

pang of

ended the call and turned around to face her. “I need to head

you would be a loyal

and Sally’s my childhood

love each other to the point of sticking close to each other every day?

burning and her chest tightening.

cried out, “Nathan Morrison,