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My sweater is ripped over my head and tossed aside. His shirt follows. Hands are everywhere, our labored breaths the only sound.

When his fingers find the clasp of my bra, I draw in a deep breath and hold it, which causes Colt to pause. Slowly, he pulls away and releases my lips, before resting his forehead against mine.

“I’m sorry. All I planned to do was kiss you before you said we couldn’t do that anymore,” he whispers.

“I wasn’t going to say that.”

“Oh. Then I take back my apology.”

“Good.”

“Why did you freeze up on me? Am I moving too fast?”

“No, it’s just, I um…”

What do I say? I’m not as innocent as you think. That your opinion of me may change. That no one has ever seen my bare chest except Timmy, and he didn’t know what to make of it, so he didn’t even try.

“You know, I’m perfectly content kissing you. I could do it for hours and never get sick of it. In fact, since you’re going to be in town for the rest of the day, I think we should practice kissing. A lot. In between talking, of course.”

I hear the words he says, and I interpret them exactly as he wants me to.

He thinks I’m afraid to have sex. Or do more than kiss.

“I’m not a virgin; you realize that, right?”

My words cause him to rear his head back so he can look me in the eye. “That doesn’t mean I want to push you.”

“And you’re not a virgin either.”

“There have been a couple girls. I also wasn’t planning on having sex with you, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“Why not?”

Who am I and what have I done with my sanity? How is it that I can get offended because he said he wasn’t planning on having sex with me? I should take that as a compliment. That he doesn’t think I’m easy. Yet, it feels like a slap in the face.

“For starters, I respect you. I’d like to take you on a real date, get to know you, and make you fall madly in love with me before I ruin you for all other men.”

Cocky grin, check.

Fun and flirty persona, check.

The Colt I’ve lusted after for the last three years is back. He’s on top of me. His lips are swollen from kissing me. And my panties are wet because of the way his hands feel when they graze my bare skin.

“You plan to ruin me, huh?” I joke. “Pretty sure of yourself, aren’t you?”

To emphasize his point, he thrusts the bulge in his pants against my thigh.

“I’m confident in my abilities.”

I bet he is. And I have a feeling he would ruin me for other men. Then again, he’s the only one I’ve wanted, and now that I sort of have him, I don’t have a clue what to do with him. That’s something I should probably figure out.

“I guess we’ll just have to test that theory,” I state, pressing my palm flat against his chest. He takes the hint and moves so he’s sitting next to me. Carefully adjusting myself, I move to straddle him, catching him by surprise. He grips my hips tightly to keep me from moving.

“What are you doing, Scarlet?”

“Tempting you.”

“That’s not a very nice thing to do, you know. I’m like a rubber band. Stretch me too far and I’ll snap. I only have so much willpower where you’re concerned.”

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