XXIX

Kaiya

I think I heard that correctly last night when Dylan confessed to being a virgin, didn’t I? So all that pain I felt was from Ace, but not him. That is something I didn’t expect.

I look over at Dylan as he finally wakes up and smiles up at me.

“Good morning, Sweetpea. You weren’t freaked out that I was hear when you woke up were you?” Dylan asks in a morning voice that does things I never expected a voice could do to me.

I flush as I reply, “N-no. I remembered asking you to stay.”

I squeeze my thighs together to try getting relief from the stirrings down below.

“Were you being honest last night, because that day…here…before the attack y-you said and did things that…” I trail off, feeling a mixture of emotions and hearing how breathy and needy I sound.

“Mmm…Sweetpea, I can smell your arousal. But yes, I was being honest,” Dylan says as he reaches up to twirl a strand of my hair and then sits up and runs his nose along my cheek. “That doesn’t mean I don’t want you. I am a man