Chapter Twenty-Five
Lilah
This is such a weird scenario—we go swimming, get completely wet, and strip naked in the wild. I didn’t think twice about taking off my clothes in front of him; I don’t have a speck of shyness with John anymore. I feel safe and comfortable. I am only inexperienced. I wonder if he will move in now, but if he does, I will allow him to do whatever he wants with me. But will he? He didn’t spontaneously make a move, so I thought it best to get dressed instead of standing, waiting for, or provoking, a reaction.
We sit at the coffee shop and find ourselves in a trance, locking eyes again, that familiar warmth and pull to him taking over, and it is becoming more intense, heating up between us, and I wonder what he would have done to me in the treehouse if we had privac
