Rory's mind was still completely blank. Before he'd even collected his senses, he was directly pulled on top of Mya's body.
He felt her soft and smooth skin against his body. Immediately, the fire in Rory's heart started to burn passionately.
Granted, this wasn't the first time he'd touched Mya or even seen her most private of places, but all those had been for treatment purposes.
This time, everything was different.
Rory got anxious and uneasy. His face got so hot that it felt like fire. He was stunned when he saw Mya's shy face looking bashfully back at him.
He held Mya's shoulders with his hands and stammered, "M-Mya, I-I..."
Mya never thought that Rory would be all talk and no bite. How could he lose his composure like this at the most critical moment?
Did he really need her to
