Chapter One Hundred And Six
Venessa’s POV
We lay tangled together in my small childhood bed. On the walls, the little fairy lights kept casting a soft, warm pink glow all over Khalid’s bare chest. My head was resting comfortably on his strong shoulder, and I had one of my legs thrown casually over his thick thigh. The heavy emotional weight from the deep conversation we had earlier with Grandma still lingered a bit in the room, but being held tightly in his big arms made absolutely everything feel much safer and more peaceful.
I started to trace my fingers slowly down his stomach, feeling the hard, defined ridges of his muscles under my touch. My heart began to beat faster and faster against my ribs as I tried to work up the courage to finally say the words that had been running throug
