Chapter Thirty-Four

In the back seat of the limo, Nick squeezed Ella’s hand. “Are you ok?”

“I will be,” Ella reassured him.

“Do you want to pop back home before the reception? We don’t have to go to it if you don’t want to.”

“I promise my dad,” Ella said, unsure.

“You don’t owe them anything.” Nick growled, expressing anger at the way they had treated her. Not just today, but always.

“I know, but I owe it to myself to finish this. If I don’t go to that reception, people will think I’m still hung up on Stephen.” Ella pleaded with him to understand.

“Are you?” Nick asked. Needing to know.

Ella looked at him. “Of course not. I know he wasn’t for me. I have known that for a while.”

Taking her hand to his lips “Good.. maybe going back to your place isn’t a good idea after all.”

Puzzlement overcame Ella. “Why?”

“Because it was hard enough to leave the apartment without taking you the first time. If we go back there, you will not stand a chance and I would say screw the reception.” Nick clarified for her.

Heat