Chapter 45

Fraser paused, visibly shaken, like he was still chewing on her question. After a beat, he shook his head quietly, seeming a little lost. His usual sharp, focused eyes had dulled. "I don't know." Bellamy stilled too. Of all the answers she expected, this vague one wasn't on the list. Fraser had always been the type to keep his head clear, calm and calculating. How could someone like him possibly not know what he feels? "My feelings for Bellamy... it started with guilt, maybe sympathy. I wanted to protect her. I like having her close. I just..." Fraser stumbled over his words. Mid-sentence, he suddenly grabbed his head like he was in pain, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I spend every move in business calculating outcomes. I'm drained. When it comes to emotions, I let them run wild, never stopped to think. I just know I want Bellamy in my life, and I won't let anyone take her away!" Bellamy felt her chest tighten. She quickly reached for his arm, gently massaging his burning temples.