“I don’t know if I’m ready to have sex. But I think we could probably get to third base.”

“We don’t have to—”

“I want to.” She pulled me closer, letting her lips ghost over mine. I curled my hand around her hip, kissing her back.

“Only if you’re sure.”

“I am. I want you, Cole. I want you so much it hurts.”

Fuck.

This was the last thing I’d expected her to say. But I wasn’t about to turn her down. I’d give her whatever she wanted.

“Come on.” I took her hand and led her upstairs, praying to God Aaron didn’t spot us.

Hopefully Poppy was keeping him occupied.

Sofia trembled against me as we reached the second floor and I pulled her into my side.

“You good?”

She nodded, a faint smile tracing her mouth.

“What?” I asked.

Her smile grew. “Just you, Cole.”

My chest expanded at her words. Did she feel it too? The undeniable connection between us?

Since watching her faint that day at Bell’s, it was like something had snapped into place inside me. I hated seeing her so vulnerable and worried. And all I wanted to do was take that away for her, protect her, and keep her safe.

It’s out of your hands though.

I wasn’t a doctor. I couldn’t cure her. But I could be there for her. I could hold her hand when she got sick and lie with her when her body wouldn’t cooperate. I could offer her a glimmer of light in the darkness.

“What do we do? Just try all the rooms until we find an empty one?” A nervous laugh escaped her.

“I’m the quarterback,” I said. “It comes with some perks.”

“Oh, it’s like that, huh?”

“It’s exactly like that.”

Guiding Sofia to the end of the hall, I opened the last door and as expected found the room empty. It was the one room completely off-limits unless you were Deacon, or one of the senior players on the team apparently.

My heart raced in my chest as I pulled Sofia inside, locking the door behind us. “Hi.” I reached for her, curving my hand around her waist and drawing her into me.

“Hi.” She slipped her hands up my chest, and I wondered if she could feel the wild thud of my heart beneath her palm.

“We go at your pace, okay? There’s no pressure here, Sofe. I need you to know that.”

She gazed up at me and rolled her lips together, swallowing.

“You are so fucking beautiful.” I tucked her hair behind one ear, my thumb lingering on her cheek.

Her eyelashes fluttered as she inhaled a sharp breath. “Kiss me, Cole. I need for you to kiss me now.”

Gliding my hand around her neck, I fixed my mouth over hers. Kissing Sofia was like nothing else. Tingles barreled down my spine as our tongues met: slow, lazy licks that drove me fucking wild.