"No,” came my simple response as I shot up from his leg. What was he thinking? What was I thinking? What was this?
“I’m not going to spend the night here,” I said, accusingly and moved away from him. I could still feel the heat between my legs and I was scared of what he was thinking.
“No, we are not going to have s*x,” he blurted and got up from where he was sitting. My eyes went wide and I lowered my gaze. My thoughts were straying.
“That’s not it.” I tried lying.
“I just can’t sleep here with you,” I added. He sighed heavily and came closer to me, but I moved away from him. The thought of being so close to him was suddenly frightening me and the thought of having s*x played in my mind like it was an abomination. A beautiful abomination.
“I’m not going to hurt you if that is what
