VII.He sits up to admire his handiwork with a smile.
"Well, this was unexpected," he says. "I thought it would be a lot more difficult."
I'm spent, unable to respond with more than a content moan.
But I'm as surprised as he is.
"I have never- This is new to me too," I breathe.
He lies down next to me, pulling me towards him before wrapping his arms all around me.
"Glad to return the favour," he whispers.
I face him, nuzzle against his neck and explore the creases on his shirt with my fingertips.
"How about we even the playing field and you take this thing off for me," I suggest.
I start to open the top button, when he tenses up and stops me.
When I look at him, I note the subtle crease that has appeared between his eyebrows.
"What's wrong?"
He closes his eyes and shakes his hea
