#Chapter 290: Pillow Talk

When our lovemaking was done, Nicholas held me in his arms under the covers of the bed. Despite the bliss running through my veins, now that the deed was done, I also felt a wave of… guilt. I didn’t know if Nicholas and Bridget were together. Maybe they were, maybe they weren’t. But I probably should have clarified that before I jumped into bed with him like some kind of thirsty harlot. My moral compass seemed to fly out the window when it came to Nicholas. I’d pretty much do anything to keep him in my life. “You’re quiet,” Nicholas said. He combed his fingers lazily through my hair as I laid, half-draped, over his chest. “I was just thinking…” I began, but lost my nerve to say more. “About what?” Nicholas prompted. I should have known he wouldn’t let this go so easily. “About you…” I said. A pause. Then I added, “And Bridget.” Nicholas sighed. “She warned me that the two of you are together,” I said. I wasn’t able to stop the words, now that the dam had been broken. “She said