Chapter 50

"Because I swear, I really thought I was going to die, holding back."

He was still smiling, but a chill ran through Adele. It felt like some enormous wave slowly rising to swallow her ankles.

If things went on like this...

Was it only the firelight reflected in his eyes? His blue eyes seemed to burn red.

Adele realized, all at once, what was about to happen.

"W-wait, Chris...!"

She reached hastily for the robe that had fallen to the floor, but Christine was faster — he swept her straight up into his arms.

Of course, of course, the bed lay directly in the path he was heading.

Pale peach-colored bedding, a sheer lace canopy drifting above it — the bed was romance incarnate, perfectly suited for a wedding night...

Wait, no, this wasn't the point!

"Chris, I'm not ready yet..."

"You just got out of the bath. What else…