Arabella's P.O.V

The bright sun beaming in from the open windows acted as my alarm clock. The time was almost one in the afternoon, a consequence of my sleepless night.

I stretched like cat under the sun and my fingers brushed over my lips as last night's memories came flooding back.

Even though we kissed before, that kiss was different. It was a kiss filled with promise, affection, dare I even say love.

I wanted more and more and I was pretty sure that if it wasn't for him putting a stop to the kiss, things would have gotten far more heated.

He told me that he would choose me...