Holy. s**t.
Isabelle lay cocooned in Jace’s arms, enjoying him tracing patterns on her bare back but silently freaking out.
That wasn’t how she imagined losing her virginity. It kind of hurt at first, but she was expecting that. What she wasn’t expecting was how good it also felt. Jace was so attentive, so gentle and so loving that not once did she think of Jason while he was on top of her.
There was no risk of a panic attack or slipping back into the past because all she could see, all she could feel in those moments – were Jace.
She was freaking the hell out now though.
It wasn’t that she’d lost her virginity and was now having buyer’s remorse. It was because now the past was crushing her, and even though it was Jace’s gentle hands moving over her skin, she could still feel a roughe
