“Lay down with me?” It was worded out as a command but came out as a hesitant question.
Theodore was positively whipped. Not only did she not reciprocate the strong feelings he held for her, only feeling strong physical awareness in his presence, but she felt the need to push at all his buttons.
“Hmm, we shouldn’t,” she told him sweetly as she tried to wriggle free of his hold.
He held her chin in his hand and made her look up into his face.
“Why is that?” He asked, wishing his desperation for her and his pain at being rejected wouldn’t show.
“It’s too soon,” she admitted timidly, her eyes averted, her face ablaze.
“So, you do want me?” He wanted her to say it.
“Like I have never wanted anyone before,” she nodded, her face still that beautiful shade of pink.
“I’m willing to
