Chapter 52 - Ready or Not?

Cora's POV

I wake up with Bray hovering kisses over me. The sun's rays pierce through the large floor-to-ceiling glass window, magnificating the velvet curtains. The interior of the room has a royal touch to it. Wait a minute. Where am I? This is neither his penthouse nor cottage. This is so much like a castle.

"Bray," I call while gently nudging him.

"Hmmm," He murmured, not taking his lips off my face.

"Where am I?" He laughs hysterically. I feel enchanted by his laughter. Bray never laughs this much. What changed? With his mood, he looks no more than a teenager with a youthful bliss on his face. "You are in my villa. Wait. Did you forget everything that happened last night?" My stupid blush. I can feel the heat rising through my cheeks again. Of course, I remember. I remember everything. Now, a coil of shyness embraces me as I keep my gaze on the clothes scattered on the floor. I can't believe that I had the guts to beg him to make love to me. Did