Chapter Four: VirginShe knows they're dates, that the more time she spends with the man, the more she feels for him and wants more than just hints and suggestions of actually doing more.
The fact that she's not eighteen when they first met means they're taking it slow. Painfully slow. They meet in public places, ignoring the judgmental looks that strangers send their way, but also wholly cognizant of it. It's hard to ignore a person trying to glare daggers into the back of her head, but slightly easier to do exactly that when he has an arm around her shoulders, keeping her close and warm.
Freya has never been ashamed of her lineage. She's human and proud of it.
But it's also a little frightening. Not just the age difference between them, but the fact that they're from two different worl
