Week 99 – Had she heard right he said he loved her no one had ever said that to her

Had she heard right?

He said he loved her.

No one had ever said that to her before.

This was crazy.

It was all wrong.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. She had played her part as best she could, being the good little spoiled slave, she’d seen that Frost was developing feelings for her that he shouldn’t be, she knew he was falling in love with her, what she hadn’t known until he said that he loved her out loud was that she was falling in love with him too.

She was a mess.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” Frost moved to climb out of the bed.

“No. Stop,” she said, reaching out to curl her fingers around his hand.

“I shouldn’t have said that,” Frost said again.

“No, you shouldn’t have,” she agreed. “But . . .”

“But?” he asked hopefully.

“But I think I love you too.” Astor hung her head. How could she love a man who had bought her, who had made her live without human contact for seven months, who thought of her as his possession? “This is wrong.”

“It doesn’t have to be.” He knelt on the bed before her and took her hands, his thumbs brushing small circles on her palms. “I’m sorry. I never should have gone to that auction, I never should have bought you. I love you, Astor. You don’t belong to me, but you’re the woman I love, the woman I want to share my life with.” He brushed a lock of hair off her cheek and tucked it behind her ear, then gently cupped the back of her neck, pulling her closer and touching his lips to hers in a feather light kiss. “Can we start over, Astor?”

Start over?

It was way too late for that.

“Frost, there’s something you don’t know.”

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