Chapter 43

“I don’t ever want to leave this hotel.” Ivan and I were still tangled up on the bed when the early morning hours came. Our hands are joined, his much bigger than mine, which I find kind of fascinating. He kisses the top of my head, just where my hairline begins. “Me too.” He whispers in his soothing voice. “I wouldn’t mind if the rest of the world disappeared right now.” We laugh and it really does feel like nothing matters in the world right now except us. Sleeping with him has reinforced my feelings for Ivan to a point where it’s kind of scary, actually ? I find myself clinging to him, craving the slightest touch, the smallest attention. I wonder if he feels the same. I hear that men tend to lose interest after sleeping with a man but somehow, I dare to believe that Ivan is different. He cried last night. He was grateful that I gave him the most precious thing about me…Until now, I feel the love he has for me and all I can do is hope that it won’t fade anytime soon. “Did you ever fa