~ Sylara's POV ~
I lay beside Nick, my eyes fixed on his sleeping face as his chest rose and fell in slow, steady breaths. His fingers were still wrapped around mine even in sleep, holding on as though letting go was never an option.
I was naked beneath the sheets, my body still warm and sore from the long, exhausting hours we had spent having s*x.
This was my third time having s*x with Nick, and yet… I still couldn’t boldly say what I meant to him.
The thought stung more than I wanted to admit.
This wasn’t the girl I used to be.
I never had s*x with anyone without defining our relationship. Though Alfred had been the only one I'd been with, I never gave my body to him so easily, even though he had already introduced me to his parents as his girlfriend.
But with Nick... it was diffe
