Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 31
David’s deep and magnetic voice, which had hints of tenderness and ambiguous intimacy used only between lovers, caused Rachel’s heart to tremble.
She pursed her lips and gazed into David’s unfathomable eyes.
David’s lips curved into a meaningful smile. His eyes had a mysterious depth that Rachel could not discern. “Would you like to spend the night with me?” he asked.
Rachel forcefully withdrew her hand. Her charming face instantly
became cold. It looked as if a layer of ice had formed on it, causing her to emanate a chilling aura.
“David, you have no sense of propriety,” Rachel said. “We are nowhere near the level where we can share a bed together.”
“I thought you coming to my room was a hint toward something,” David said. His smile grew more pronounced after seeing the anger on Rachel’s alluring face. “Moreover, it’s late at night, and we are alone. Don’t forget that I’m a normal man.”
It was inevitable to have some wild thoughts.
Upon hearing David’s remarks, the anger in Rachel’s chest dissipated instantly. A trace of surprise and indescribable embarrassment appeared on her face. “Did you, um, say this is your room?” she asked.
Seeing her surprised expression, a flash of understanding passed through David’s pupils. It seemed that he had made a mistake and unintentionally dashed the hopes of someone who cared for him deeply.
It was no wonder the Old Mrs. Jones kept reminding him to stay there when he was on his way.
It turned out that not only had Rachel become part of Old Mrs. Jones’s plan, but he also had.
He knew that Old Mrs. Jones was eager for a grandchild, but being too hasty might backfire.
David furrowed his brows and spoke in a calm tone. “If you don’t mind, I will sleep in the next room tonight,” he said.
“I’ll sleep in the next room,” Rachel said. David generously offered the room to her, showing his gentlemanly demeanor. However, she still felt a bit uneasy.
After she spoke, she hurriedly turned around and left.
However, David suddenly reached out and stopped her. His arm blocked her way. He was enveloped in the scent of wood. He slightly lowered his body to trap Rachel in his arms. His eyes, as dark as ink, gazed directly at the woman in his arms. “Rae–Rae, what is the nature of our relationship now?” he asked.
They were in close proximity. Their breaths mixed together. They could even hear each other’s heartbeats.
Rachel lifted her gaze, and their eyes met inevitably. There seemed to be a cluster of flames in the depths of David’s eyes. His eyes were particularly enticing.
Her heart was beating uncontrollably. She frowned and lowered her head in silence.
“Hmm?” David looked at Rachel’s pursed lips. His deep black eyes could not help but become a little hot. His magnetic voice, which was mixed with a hint of hoarseness, penetrated her ears. “Rae–Rae, can you answer me?” he asked.
Rachel’s earlobes felt like they were burning, and there was a brief moment of numbness.
She took a deep breath, trying to ignore the heat on her face, and pretended to be calm. “David, everything requires a gradual process,” she said. “Achieving something too quickly may make people fail to cherish it.”
“So?” David raised an eyebrow and looked at her with great interest.
Rachel’s eyelashes trembled in a panic, but she forced herself to remain calm and said, “Didn’t you say before that pursuing a woman requires giving 100 percent sincerity; learning to be humble, proactive, and considerate; and, most importantly, being committed to one person? How could you forget what you said?”
Suddenly, low laughter flowed from David’s throat. It was like the enchanting sound produced by a cello. “So it turns out that Rae–Rae likes and enjoys being pursued by me,” he said.
Rachel was left speechless.