CHAPTER 39

AMELIA’S P.O.V

When Blake leaned down to kiss me, my first thought was to turn my head to the side and avoid his kiss. I was angry with him for leaving me. I was angry with him for keeping me in the dark about everything. I wanted to know how long he had been aware of the plans my father and Brittany had against me. I wanted to know why he felt so comfortable with leaving me. I was furious but I couldn’t bring myself to pull away from him.

There was something comforting and familiar about his touch. There was something warming about his hold and I couldn’t help but just lie there and allow him press his lips to mine. Even if I wanted to, I was too weak to push him away and so I did nothing.

I barely had time to process his lips on mine when the door flew open and Kaden appeared. He was drenched by the rain and his clothes were wrinkled as if he had put them on in a hurry. His body was dripping wet and his hair was plastered to his forehead. At first there was shock on his face but it