“It should have been different,” Jared insisted.

“Hey,” I said firmly, jumping onto his lap and pulling his face to mine. “It was perfect to me. As first times go, ours was pretty special.”

He smiled. “Is it wrong that I kind of like the fact that I was your first?”

“No,” I laughed. “It’s not wrong.”

“So, you don’t have a lot of experience with sex, do you?” Jared asked.

I blushed slightly. “Not really.”

“Well then,” he said, sliding his hand up my sweatshirt. “I’ll have to teach you.”

I closed my eyes and leaned into him, ready to be taught.