Chapter 20 : In The End

A few months later… "Are you sure about this?" I turned away from the bathroom mirror, the curling iron still wrapped around a section of my hair. Zaine leaned against the doorway, watching me with a frown on his face. I hated him looking so glum like that, especially with where we were going tonight. "It won't be that bad." Trying to reassure him as best as I can. He crossed his arms over his chest, not answering me back. Turning back around, I dropped the curl and let it bounce before spraying it with product to keep it tightly wound. I could feel Zaine tracking my every move, the soft pulses of his desire for me rang through the bathroom. It flattered me in a way that was hard to describe accurately. He'd been respectful of my time today, knowing I'd set aside a certain amount of time for myself to get ready for tonight's dinner and that derailing those plans by seducing me into bed would piss me off as soon as I came to. I'm sure he'd be able to sw