My body slips into a state of pure bliss as Silas’ fingers lightly travel up and down my bare back, his heart still racing beneath my ear as I lay against his chest drawing senseless patterns on his pectorals, leaving little goosebumps in their wake.
“I’ve never had s*x in my bed,” I spontaneously blurt out.
Silas shifts to get a better look at me, surprise filling his features. “Never?”
“This just always felt like my private space away from everything. I never wanted to share it with anyone.”
“No one at all?” he asks suggestively.
I roll my eyes. “If that was your not-so-subtle way of asking if Castor has been in my bed, the answer is no.”
“Does this mean you trust me again?”
“That would imply I trusted you at all,” I say lazily.
“I suppose that’s fair,” he concedes, surprisingly
