Chapter 38

Elena's pov

I stood with him agape, thinking of what to say. Shawn pulled it off, Harry. I mean, we were about to have sex. No, no, no. That will set him off the edge and he would lose interest in touching me. Why now? I groan inside of me. I don't want to lie to him. Besides, Shawn and I never had a moment.

"Will you speak m'lady?" Harry looks more excited than I was now.

"I.. was getting prepared just as you wanted. No panties in the way." I joked, hoping he believed.

"Oh really." He sounds amused. He tucked my hair to my ear, wanting to kiss me down my neck when his brow creases, letting out a tone of anger.

"WHAT IS THIS?"

"What?" I looked perplexed. What could set him off quickly?

"Why do you have a hickey on your neck?" Harry looks at me in anger.

"Harry...it's not." I tried speaking but I didn't have the courage to tell him.