Hailey's POV
I am reeling from this evening's events. Starting with Ian's not-so-innocent touches in his car and ending with the conversation we just had about love. Every time I talk about it, the topic becomes more and more confusing. Hearing Ian tell me what I did to Dan was shitty, and then telling me he understood it… it had my emotions all over the place. Knowing he understood me- seeing that he really did- lightened the ache in my chest, one I didn't even know I had.
For some stupid reason, I invited him upstairs and told him he could hold me. I already knew this was going to be more than just holding. The feeling he left me with after my dad's dinner was one that lingered until now. I had no idea Ian was so talented with his tongue and his fingers. I'm going to have to than
