Seraphine's pov.
I stared at him breathless as the realization of what I was doing hit me.
Was I about to indulge him in s*x? This was something I wasn't even supposed to think about with him, yet here I was trying to make the first move.
"Yeah, sorry about that," I mumbled, averting my gaze and focusing on the festival ahead.
"Hey, hey, hey,'' he hushed, holding my face and making me face him.
"Don't feel bad. I want this as much as you do, but we don't have to do anything you'd end up regretting by morning," he continued, trying to see reasons with me. I didn't know if I wanted to laugh or roll my eyes at his words.
I mean, I was obviously the one making the move, and he thinks he wanted this more than me? My body felt hot as I stared at him. Why did he have to be so damn sexy?
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