Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338 

Rachel’s eyelashes fluttered, but she did not say anything. 

David’s dark eyes stared at her without blinking. There was an imperceptible sharpness in his smiling gaze. “From the moment you stepped into this door, you’ve already imagined all the possibilities in your heart, haven’t you?” 

Seeing that Rachel did not speak, David bent down and carried her horizontally. He strode towards the bedroom. 

The lights in the bedroom were not switched on, and the curtains were not drawn. 

The night sky could be seen through the full–length windows in the room. 

The dim light accentuated his well–defined face. 

Rachel lay on the bed and pulled the blanket to her chest. She could vaguely hear the sound of David taking off his clothes. Then, the spot behind her sank for a moment before a strong arm hooked around her waist. 

They were so close together that Rachel could feel his leg muscles. 

David noticed that the woman in his arms was too stiff, and he could not help but chuckle, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you.” 

He knew Rachel wasn’t quite ready. 

The reason she took the initiative to come today was probably because of the guilt in her heart. 

Although he wanted to possess her, he knew that this was not the time to take advantage of her. 

Moreover, he felt that he had taken advantage of her enough today. 

David pulled her into his arms and placed his hand on her abdomen. He rubbed his thin lips against her temples. “Go to sleep. Don’t you have to go to work tomorrow morning?” 

Rachel felt the warmth of his palm, but she could not fall asleep no matter what. 

In the darkness, David suddenly asked, “Can’t sleep?” 

Rachel hesitated for half a second before replying faintly, “It’s probably because I sleep on a different bed.” 

“Do you want to watch a movie?” 

“Is it a real movie?” 

A low laugh escaped David’s throat. He pressed his lips to her temple and whispered, “Make a guess?” 

He was probably sleepy. His deep voice was slightly hoarse. When he spoke, his lips seemed to be caressing her earlobe. 

Rachel could not help but tighten her grip on the blanket. She suppressed the thought in her heart and pretended to be calm. “Don’t all men have that kind of fetish?” 

“Wait for me.” David lifted the blanket and got out of bed. 

After a while, he found a romance movie, The Shape of Water.