As he works his way up my body, he takes in my face. “Hey there, Lacey girl. I told you, if it’s too soon, we can wait.” He lovingly strokes my hair as he looks down at me in concern. I smile. “It’s not that. I’m happy actually. And it scares me.” His shoulders fall in relief. “I have a secret,” he says, and I’m all ears. “I’m scared too. I’m crazy about you. Maddeningly addicted. I’m laying a lot on the line too. I’m falling for a girl who doesn’t believe in love.”
