Ashley
How can this man think that I wouldn't want him yet? I'm f*****g melting for him but I can't deny that my nerves have quickly started kicking in and I'm pretty sure that he's noticed.
He slowly pulls back looking at me with a look so full of love that for a second I forget about any worry but it soon comes back. What if he's disappointed with me because I never saved myself for him? I notice him staring at me and suddenly my worry is swapped for shyness as I look down at the plush grey carpet that my bare feet are sinking into.
He hocks one single finger under my chin and lifts it up until our eyes meet and I hate the look of worry on his face as he leans into me until our faces are close "Talk to me, sweetheart." His tone is gentle and even though it shouldn't happen a shiver r
