Ryan's POV
She is one hell of a woman.
I thought she would become jealous of my question and throw a tantrum but she isn't doing any of that and I don't feel satisfied.
I really don't know why I feel this way. The other day, I was so excited about the thought of having s*x but here I am asking for permission from her and after getting the permission, the excitement is nonexistent.
What is wrong with me?
I watch as her eyes bulge open in surprise. I am as surprised as she is. I didn't mean to ask her that question but there is something at the back of my mind that I can't bring to the forefront.
Something forbidden. Uncalled for. Something that shouldn't be heard of me.
"What?!" She exclaims again for the umpteenth time.
I shrug in genuine puzzlement. I really do not know why I said
