CHAPTER 112

"God damn it Brody, why is this so difficult?" I exclaim, throwing my hands up in the air with frustration. I let out a low groan, throwing myself backwards onto the bed. Brody chuckles quietly, dropping the text book from his hand so that it falls onto the desk. He stands up, wavering slightly as he regains his balance. Every day is slow progress but progress none the less. "Come on now Bella, you can do this. How about we take a break?" Brody says, his tone suddenly becoming suggestive as...