CHAPTER TWENTY
After Clint left, I sat there in the dark and thought about what had happened. I was in turmoil. Clint had finally seen me as a woman, but now I wondered if I was just another one of his conquests. I had never seen him with a woman for more than just a few months. Was I just another notch on his g*n belt? I was inexperienced with love. Most of what I knew about romance and s*x came from the classic movies I watched. I had one serious boyfriend while I was in college. I slept with him after dating him for the entire school year. He dumped me when he returned home for summer break. Ever since then, I’d been skittish about getting physical with a man. I guess I wanted the whole package. I wanted the romance, the starry skies and the gallantry. If I couldn’t have it all, then I
