I swallow around the lump in my throat. Wes doesn’t want a relationship. Not with anyone, and certainly not with me. But if it wasn’t crystal clear before, it is now—he’s interested in me, even if that interest extends only to my body. Part of me wants to save my first time for the right guy. The guy who will be gentle and caring and loving. My first boyfriend. My first love. Another part of me wants my first time to be with Wes, no matter what that entails. Even if I’ll never be his girlfriend, even if he’ll never love me, some wild part of me wants to know what it would be like to be naked
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