Steps on how to lose your V-card- I don’t know if Supernatural bad boy is a thing, but I suppose that is what Soren is.
I was completely Jet lagged. Even though I slept immediately after dinner, I woke up at some certain point and couldn’t close my eyes again.
There was a seven hour difference between New York and London and it was taking its toll on me. I so desperately wanted to see my sister, let Soren tour me around his house and London as a whole but my body was rejecting everything. So I simply took some tea to send me back to bed.
Then I overslept.
“I’m sorry,” I apologize to Soren, setting down my cup of steaming coffee across the vintage, curved leg dark wood table.
“It’s fine. You don’t travel much,” he moves around my frame, ruffles my messy hair and presses a small kiss t
