Chapter 14. Where Do I Belong?

“Caden—” I gasped.

But before I could even protest, he had already claimed my lips and pressed his warm body against me so gently. Oh goddess, his skin was so hot, I melted underneath him.

He smelled and tasted wine, but I didn’t push him away. I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. My whole day felt empty, knowing he was mad at me. Even though I knew my feelings would never be reciprocated in the way I wanted to, I still longed for his kiss. His touch had always been in my daydreams, and now that he was here with me, there was no way I would let this slip away.

I was hopeless.

Because, no matter how much it hurt, it was still him I had always wanted.

And yet I couldn’t grasp the idea of marrying him in the name of responsibility. Why couldn't he just love me? Was I that terrible to love?