CHAPTER 11: THE CONFUSION

THE CONFUSION

"You're uncomfortable," I heard Eric say from beside me.

He's not wrong. Standing next to one of the richest men makes me look like a rug that hasn't been washed for years.

His manly beauty slaps the little cuteness I humbly have, and it kind of lowers my esteem. In a way.

"Why would I be?" Denying the obvious, I gripped the strap of my bag as we stood in front of an abstract painting.

I felt his hand snake around my waist and pull me close. I forgot to breathe.

"Your face is turning red." Lifting his hand to poke my nose, he chuckled.

Hearing him make the sound of a thousand singing angels with just a short throaty laugh, the woman in me began to pump hard for him.

Oh, please, I need to wake myself up!

Cupping my face, I let my head hang low.

"Cute," he whispered, that my ears heard clearly. "Come on this way, let's find better paintings than this one."

I wanted to put a bit of distance between us, but when he intertwined his hand with mine, I had no other choice. I'm st