Darlene’s pov
“Since what?”
Unsure of how to respond, I stared at him. It wasn’t a good idea to bring up Arman after s*x. There were times I wished I had better control over my tongue and this was one of them. I glanced at him with a heavy heart. Was he going to decide I wasn’t worth the struggle after this?
“I understand you have had men in your life, but whatever you are speaking of sounds special,” he said, urging me to tell the truth.
“It's not what, it's who,” I said, wiggling out of his arms. His eyebrows knitted together as he sat up, gazing in my direction. I avoided making eye contact with him, as it only added to my anxiety.
“Okay, you can trust me, Darlene.”
The gentleness in his voice soothed my anxiety. At least he was trying to understand. I studied his face. He was k
