Chapter 149

ZAIN COULDN'T LOOK AWAY from Andrea's slowly widening gaze.

Why was he still talking?

Could he just shut up already?

Of the list of things he should not be saying, he'd covered at least half of them in a few sentences. He needed to put a sock in it now, but the damage might already have been done. Especially if her wide-eyed, staring at the ceiling gaze was anything to go by.

He clenched his teeth together.

Andrea wrapped her hand around his prosthetic, holding it tight, if her white knuckles were anything to go by.

Zain opened his mouth to say something-smooth it all over-but the words were stuck in his throat. He didn't want to take back what he'd said. He'd meant it.

"I have a bad habit." Andrea was still staring at the ceiling.

Of what? Letting guys fall in love with her and then crushing their souls? Or was it just him?

"Okay." He swallowed and steeled himself for the let-down.