Page 45 of His Virgin Romance Series

“You look good in that sweatshirt.”

“Do I?”

He smiled. “So good in fact that I kinda want to rip it right off you.”

“That’s an oxymoron if I ever heard it.”

He was leaning in to kiss me when I stopped him. “Wait,” I said gently.

“What is it?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.

I bit my lip. “I have…a confession to make.”

Jared’s expression went from curious to concerned. “Should I be worried?”“Uh… I don’t think so.”

He gave me a nervous smile. “That doesn’t make me feel better.”

“It’s not bad,” I said quickly. “It’s just that… It’s something I should have told you at the beginning. But then everything happened so quickly that I never got a chance to tell you, and you shared so much of yourself with me that I feel it’s only fair that I come clean with you.”

“Come clean?” He sounded alarmed. “About what?”

I took a deep breath. “I’m a virgin. I mean, that is to say, I was a virgin before I met you.”

He was silent for a moment. I was so nervous as to how he would react that I didn’t give him time to process my revelation.

“Jared?”

“Are you saying that the night we slept together for the first time…was your first time ever?”

“Uh…yes.”

Jared turned his hazel eyes on me, and I was powerless to look away. “I’m the only man you’ve ever been with?”

“Yes.”

“Why didn’t you tell me before we slept together?”

“I didn’t know it was going to happen,” I reminded him. “It just sort of… happened all at once.”

“Oh God,” Jared said. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?” I repeated, in confusion. “Why are you apologizing?”

“Because it was your first time,” he said. “It should have been different. It should have been special…slower…more tender than it was.”

“I thought it was tender,” I said.

“I was rough with you that night.”

“You weren’t.”

“Did it hurt?” he asked.

“Just a little, at first,” I nodded.

“I didn’t notice blood.”

“There was a little in my underwear,” I said. “But nothing you would notice if you weren’t looking.”

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