Chapter Thirty-Five

The car was filled with an awkward silence as Enzo drove them back to the apartment. Back at the beach, everything had been so lively and exciting.

But now as they were heading back, Gypsy couldn't help but wonder; what now?

Mrs. Mehra had insisted on taking Zeke home with her in order to remove all 'inconveniences'.

Gypsy hadn't even had the heart to tell her that it probably wasn't necessary because her marraige was one of convenience and that there probably wouldn't be a consumation.

She glanced at Enzo, at how the light from the other cars illuminated his gorgeous face and how well his tuxedo fitted him, emphasizing his toned body.

Fire pulled in her belly. Would he want them to make love tonight? To consumate their 'marriage'?

He'd made it obvious more than once that he was attracted to her. She was attracted to him too. They'd nearly crossed the line a while back, so why did it feel like sleeping with him right after their 'marriage' would change everything and make everything