C17 Chapter 17

"First answer to my question," he demanded while her body erupted with goosebumps as he encircled his hand around her slim waist after leaving her hand while his other hand was on her cheek.

"It's not a crocodile or fake tea," she muttered, her voice breaking and a sob escaped her lips.

"Shh, stop crying," he whispered, and wiped her tears.

"Let me go please," she pleaded softly, looking down