Page 58 of The Bride

He nodded. “Yeah, I guess we have to talk about that too. I am angry with myself that I kissed you.”

“But you said it was just a reaction to the situation.”

“It was.”

“Then you don’t have to worry about it.”

“Ellie, I’m angry at myself that I kissed you. But I am fucking furious with myself… because I want to do it again.”

My head shot up but he didn’t wait to give me chance to say anything. He left and slammed the door of the study behind him.

“Oh no,” I whispered to an empty room. “That’s a problem.”

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