NovelTrueChapter 1075: Ellis didn't answer right away. Instead, he pulled her closer and countered softly, “What do you think?" Freya stared at him. If she knew the answer, she wouldn't have asked in the first place.
Ellis finally sighed. “No protection," he said, his voice low and rough, his eyes smoldering with heat. "I'm not risking it." Freya went quiet. Her stomach twisted a little.
This—this was always in the back of her mind. That maybe he did care about things like that. That maybe he had second thoughts.
"I'm in my safe period," she blurted out before she could stop herself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe normally wouldn't say something like that. It wasn't reliable anyway. But her emotions were louder than her logic right now. She wanted to continue with this.
Ellis's gaze didn't waver. "Still not happening," he said firmly. "Even if the chances are low, there's still a chance. And until we're married, I'm not taking that risk—not with you." "In a few days, I'm taking you to meet my dad. We'll register our marriage within three months,” she said quietly. In other words, even if she got pregnant, it wouldn't matter.
Ellis raised a brow, a small, teasing smirk tugging at the edge of his lips. "You're really that eager to 'testout'?" "I am," she said without hesitation.
His chuckle was low, amused—and strained. "Not gonna happen. You'll have to wait a little longer. We'll take it slow. I'll grab protection tomorrow." New updates uploaded to gVlnovlsFreya pouted slightly, lips pressed together. She couldn't hide the little sting of disappointment.
They'd already cso far. Yet he was still holding back.
"Do you... do you not findattractive?" Freya asked, feeling a strange insecurity despite her usual confidence. "Is that why you're so abstinent?" Ellis let out a breath-half laugh, half groan.
Abstinent? Did she have any idea how hard it was for him to hold back? He reached for her, pulling her against him. "You really can't tell my desires for you?" Just that one touch told her everything.
Her breath caught. Her eyes sparkled, hungry again. "Then why are you holding back? We're getting married..." "Shower," Ellis cut her off abruptly, scooping her up before she could argue.
If he let her keep talking, he knew his self-control would go straight out the window.
He wanted to do right by her. Not because he didn't want her-God knew he did-but because the world could be cruel, especially to women.
If they slipped up now, it would be her reputation that took the hit, not his. He could wait.
"Ellis Lambert!" Freya protested, kicking lightly.
He didn't waver. Calm and composed, he helped her through the shower, drying her off and dressing her like she might fall apart if he let her do it herself. It was sweet-and borderline torture for them both. Freya's ears turned red, and she felt awkward all over.
By the tthey made it back downstairs, the storm had passed. on They sat side by side on the couch, quiet. The tension had faded, but not the awkwardness.
Freya stared blankly at the TV, not registering a second of what was on. She cringed a little, thinking back to how bold she'd been upstairs. Why had she been so forward?
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