- How do you want our first time to be, Princess? – he is looking at me with desire in his eyes.
- W-well, not on a spiky cold ground, - I laugh.
- You don’t like it here? – he asks dumbfounded and sits up.
- Erm, I like it… for a walk or just to look at. But not for… you know, - this time a true blush covers my cheeks, how did this conversation turn out into something so awkward. And it sounds like I am making promises to a devil. I hate the whole situation.
- So, elaborate a bit on how you want it… - Rafael wouldn’t let me slip off the subject.
- Erm, in a bed? – I cover my face with my hands and hear him chuckle.
- Anything else specific I should know? – he looks at me clearly amused with the topic.
- Well, if you really want to know… I’d really like it if we could know
