REED’S POV
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice so soft it was almost lost to the sound of the rain tapping against the window. “It’s going to be my first time.”
I froze, her words striking me harder than anything ever had before. My chest tightened as I stared at her—this delicate, beautiful woman standing so close, her wide, innocent eyes looking up at me like I was her whole world.
“You’re serious?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, a mixture of disbelief and awe slipping through.
She nodded, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of red.
My hand ran through my hair in frustration, pulling at the roots as I tried to think clearly. A part of me—one I was desperately trying to silence—was thrilled by the revelation. She was untouched. Mine. But another part, the part that still clung t
