Grace's POV
The unexpected confession left me completely speechless. My entire body went rigid as Carlos's heated breath danced against my ear and the sensitive skin of my neck.
His roundabout declaration caught me totally unprepared, and I found myself torn about whether accepting would be wise, despite every fiber of my being wanting to say yes.
The dream of a perfect family had always lingered in my thoughts, though it felt more like some adolescent fantasy now.
My upbringing in a strict household had molded me into the ideal traditional wife, and I'd believed Charles would give me that life.
I'd be deceiving myself if I claimed Carlos's proposal didn't tempt me beyond reason. Yet something told me he was moving too quickly. Carlos's devotion and tenderness felt so magical it seemed too good to be true, especially after being wounded by such a worthless man.
He seemed like something out of a beautiful dream, and I dreaded that he might abandon me once I surrendered to him.
