Trapped By The Billionaire Brothers
he continued.
I froze slightly.
“What does that even mean?”
“You know what it means.”
“No, I don’t.”
“Yes, you do.”
I shook my head, but my body didn’t move away.
Didn’t create distance.
Didn’t do anything except stay exactly where I was—too close, too aware of him.
“Then explain it,” I said, my voice barely steady.
Julian didn’t hesitate.
“You don’t pull away.”
My breath caught.
“That’s not—”
“You don’t step back,” he continued, his gaze locked on mine. “You don’t avoid me. You stay.”