Chapter 4I put on music when we stepped into my bedroom. Just some 80s’ music, barely loud enough to hear, but it helped me with my nerves a bit.
It really had been a while since I had been with anyone. After Marc died, I did hook up with someone about eight months later, but it had frankly felt too soon and icky. I hadn’t been with anyone since. I’d gone on that one disastrous date in the summer, which definitely had not ended in s*x.
Donovan looked around and gave a warm, easy smile. “How do you want to do this, Sean?”
“Um. Honestly, it’s been a while. I’m a little nervous.”
He pulled me into his arms. “Why don’t I just start out kissing you?”
And he did. He framed my face in his big, strong arms and kissed me. It was long and slow, giving me plenty of time to get into the kiss or p
