Chapter 17

Nikki

“Chad!” I panicked, picking the dress up and attempting to use it to cover up my nakedness.

He stood still as if what he was doing was not an invasion of my privacy.

A smirk played on his sexy lips, and he leaned against the door. “Well, I don’t understand why you’re covering up,” he said, coming closer and getting ready to close the distance between us. “You are my pretend fiancée, so what with the shyness?”

I had to be dreaming. I pinched my hand to confirm whether that was true or not. It hurt bad, and I knew this was reality.

He put his hands on my waist, and I closed my eyes, afraid to see what would come next.

When I felt him withdraw his hands, I calmed and reopened them until his forearm flexed. He had the string of my underwear attached to his index finger, suspended in the air.

“Where did you get that?” I gasped, attempting to snatch it from him, but he raised his hand higher, making it a difficult task for me to accomplish.<