Chapter Twenty-One
I can’t explain to him in any other words on how I made me feel tonight, about how he always makes me feel. He truly is the guy for me. Who knew that my highschool teacher, school girl crush was going to be the man who took my virginity, the man that stole my heart. Standing here with him right now is the best place I can be. “Wanna sit by the fire?” Ian wraps me in a hug, my face right on his bare chest. “It’s pouring out?” I look up at him confused, still wrapped in his embrace. “Just come with me.” He takes my hand and we head downstairs, he places a blanket on the floor in his living room in front of the fireplace. He motions for me to take a seat, so I do. It is kind of a task to find a comfortable way to sit on the floor in a mini dress. Ian runs back up the stairs, leaving me
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