Leah
Darien lifted me effortlessly, carrying me toward the massive bed. The heat still pulsed through me, demanding and insistent, but I fought to keep control. I wanted this to be special. Wanted to remember every moment clearly, not be lost in a haze of instinct.
He set me down gently at the edge of the bed, then gave me the most endearing, shy look I’d ever seen on his face.
“I should probably tell you,” he said, his voice rough, “not to judge me too harshly. I’ve never done this before."
My heart swelled. “I haven’t either. Shane never touched me like that.”
Relief and something hotter flashed in his silver eyes. He cupped my cheeks, his thumbs brushing across my skin. “Somehow, knowing we’re learning together makes this even more perfect.”
I reached for the hem of his shirt, my
