Chapter 15

Emma’s POV

“There are thousands of wedding planners out there, and the one person you brought in was your ex? You brought your ex to be our wedding planner?”

He said nothing for a while, watching me quietly. “Have you had dinner?”

I blinked twice. “What? Did you hear anything I just said?”

“I heard everything you said, Emily, and I asked if you had had dinner?” He walked over to me, his eyes watching over me. I gulped and looked away – this wasn’t the time to be turned on.

“W-what are you doing?” I bit my lips, cursing myself for stuttering in the first place.

“Nothing,” he said. “You don’t want me to touch you, right? Well, I wouldn’t, not till you ask me to or till we get married.”

I scoffed. “What makes you think you can touch me after we are married?”

He gave a smirk. “Surely, a man is allowed to touch his wife, right? Or will you deny me that pleasure?” He raised his hands slowly to my face, I held my breath as he brought them clo