#Chapter 243: Why Are You Making Me Wait?

Steven’s words leave me speechless a moment. Of course there’s nothing wrong with what he said. It’s more than okay to only want to have sex for love. What bothers me right now is how much of a massive ass I’ve been to him. In hindsight, I could clearly see how much I’ve been pressuring him, intentionally or not. I saw his attraction to me and ran with it, without thinking once he might have a reason for not wanting to have sex with me other than attraction. I snap the book closed and toss it onto the dresser. The second it lands, I dip my head low in an embarrassed bow. “I’m so, so sorry, Steven. Please forgive me.” “Chloe. You don’t have to apologize.” “I do. For every time that I ever made you feel pressured. I swear I respect your wishes. I didn’t mean to disrespect you.” “Hey, you didn’t.” I am spiraling, not really listening. He notches his finger under my chin and forces my attention upwards. With his gaze holding mine prisoner, he says again, “You didn’t. How could you