Maggie’s eyes widened and his earlier fear returned, curling through him, so he asked the one question he didn’t want to. “Why don’t you want to move in with me?”
She pulled completely away from him, smoothing her skirt as she stood. This was not going well. “I just…I don’t know if we’re ready for that.”
“I’m ready. I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t. I love you.”
She bit her lip and stared at the floor.
“What’s going on, Maggie?”
“You’re holding back.”
What? He hadn’t been expecting such a strange statement. “No, I’m not.”
“When it comes to s*x, you are. I feel like I’ve always known everything about you. You’re open that way, at least with me. Except for when it comes to s*x. You hold back.”
He opened his mouth to rebut, but her hand flew up.
“You’re afraid of hurting me. I get i
