—Eloise—

I couldn't believe he had just asked me that. If he hadn't stepped away, I would've shoved him away.

Before I could say another word, a knock sounded on the bedroom door.

“Mr. Holt?” Mrs. Collins called from the other side. “Sorry to disturb you, sir, but I can't find Mrs. Holt. Could you possibly know where she is?”

Caleb and I exchanged a knowing stare.

“You want me to spend the night with you?” I whispered.

“You called yourself my future wife.” He ...