Chapter Fifty Two

Nala.

I tried to clamp down the wild fluttering in my stomach. I knew Jordan wouldn’t be happy. Hadn’t he referenced our physical attraction as a reason for marriage? But this was what I needed in order to be able to accept his proposal, such as it was.

His kiss had decimated my control, had made me forget who i was, who he was, where I was. Going to bed with him…What would that do to my closely guarded self control?

The thought of surrendering myself like that, of stripping myself bare both physically and emotionally before another human being in that way, terrified me to my bones. Marriage i could deal with, but sexual intimacy was several steps beyond me.

I was attracted to him, extremely attracted ; unreasonably so. And that only made me more determined to maintain a healthy distance between us. If i didn’t want him like this, if being near him didn’t make my limbs weak and my pulse pound in my chest, at the apex of my thighs, if I didn’t get embarrassingly wet with wanting jus