JACOB
The way I felt after we’d made love was…surprising.
I’d known there was something different about Delilah from the moment I’d first laid eyes on her. Being there with her, her slender, soft body curled up against mine as we basked in the afterglow of what we’d done…the intensity of my feelings was unexpected.
In fact, it scared me a little, and fear tended not to be a word in my vocabulary.
I needed some time to wrap my head around what I was feeling.
Without a word, I slipped out from under her arm and stood. Delilah’s eyes opened slowly; those piercing blues brilliant even in the low light of the room. I could tell that she sensed something was wrong.
She sat up, her full, round breasts magnets for the eyes, but I managed to tear my gaze away as I stepped over to the small
