Chapter 38

"Come on, Amaya, stop thinking too much and stop over-analysing this. Give me your answer and we’ll go from there," Chase asked.

With her heart pounding and the heat from his proximity prickling her skin, she wrenched her gaze from his chest within tantalising touching distance and slowly raised it until wavering blue locked with questioning brown. "I told you I'd marry you, but I need to see the contract."

"Of course, it's not like I'm signing you into a death sentence."

"Exactly my points, Chase. Exactly that."

"Wow, I wonder what made you so distrusting that you thought I could trick you into something drastically evil in the contract."

Her voice barely above a whisper, she nodded. "Things...Chase, bad things can make someone so distrustful. Bad decisions and regrets...that too."

"Hmmm."

Chase snuck into the side entrance of his office ten minutes later, not wanting to intrude but driven by curiosity.

Since Amaya had agreed to his proposal, she’d morphed into a businesswoman dervis