Chapter 29 I Need Ice Cream

• Amelie’s POV
• I’m lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. It’s a nice ceiling, but I wish I were sleeping instead. After the bomb Nathan dropped, it’s not coming any time soon. Married? He wants to get married. Oddly, I’m quite flattered, he asked me. That means he trusts me. Trust is a good foundation for marriage, right? I said I would do anything for Zander to get his surgery. This is the best and fastest way. Could I live in a loveless marriage for 3 years? That’s the biggest question that is stopping me. The question should be, can I live with him for 3 years with my feelings for him and not do anything? I press my hands to my face.
• I glance over at the clock. It's 2 am. Argh! Sleep, Amelie! Screw it! I need ice cream. I quietly head for the stairs and then tiptoe into the kitchen. I grab a spoon and rummage through the freezer. Ah, that’s the ticket. Man, this ice cream looks fancy. Hand-churned strawberry cheesecake ice cream popped the container lid and took a spoonful. Mmmmmm, I moan. Well, if I eat ice cream, I may as well watch some late-night trashy TV. I walk out of the kitchen into the living room and stop in my tracks. Nathan is sleeping on the couch with an expensive-looking crystal glass dangling from his hand. Yikes, I better grab it before he drops it. I put my ice cream on the coffee table and bent down to retrieve the glass. Instinctively, I reach out and brush his hair from his face. Suddenly, his hand reaches out and pulls me down to him. It snakes around my waist, and I’m lying beside him. Oh my gosh, the feel of his heat on my body, I don't want it to stop.