Page 26 of The Bratva's Secret Twins

“Maybe you both can plan it better and make it work. I’m positive that he’ll do it for you,” she added.

Sienna had clearly concluded in her mind that I had a partner. It was funny, and I couldn’t stop myself from laughing.

“He?” I squinted at her.

“Ohh, crap!” She made a face as though she’d realized her mistake. “Sorry…I assumed…. Hold on a second, is it a she?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.

“No. That’s not—” I paused, letting out a sigh. “That’s not what I meant. I’m not into girls, and there isn’t a he, either,” I explained.

Sienna paused in her tracks and faced me while the other girls continued ahead.

“Wait a fucking minute.” Her eyes lit up, sparkling with amusement. “Are you telling me that you, Vivian Kennedy—one of the hottest girls I know—are single?” Disbelief clouded her tone.

I chuckled. “It would seem so.”

“How long?’

“Way too long—since high school, I guess. I don't know….”

“Shut up!” she teased, playfully punching my arm.

I laughed. “I'm serious.”

“See, right there, that’s why I don’t believe you.” She gestured at the smile on my face.

“Why, because I’m laughing about it?”

“Exactly!” she exclaimed and studied me, cocking her head as though she was trying to figure something out.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked, squinting.

She stepped closer to me and checked to see if anyone was listening; they were up ahead, chattering and laughing.

“So, are you trying to tell me that you’ve…you know.” She cleared her throat. “You’ve never….”

“Are you asking me if I’ve never fucked before?” I helped her out.

“I wasn’t going to say it like that, but yes.”

I exhaled sharply, a little bit embarrassed as my silence and facial expressions revealed my answer.

“Unbelievable.” Her head rose, and her jaw almost dropped.

“Go ahead, make fun of me,” I declared, picking up my tracks.

She followed up behind me.

“And why would I do that?” She caught up with me. “You’re beautiful and sexy. So, since you’re still a virgin, it’s simply because you choose to be.”

I faced her and smiled.

“I just…I just want my first time to be memorable, you know. I want it to be with someone I’m attracted to—someone with years of experience who knows exactly how to satisfy a woman and please me.”

She glanced at me and didn’t say anything.

“I'm living in a fantasy world, aren’t I?” I asked.

“Not necessarily, no,” she replied. “You’re a woman who knows what she wants. A woman wants the best for herself, and there’s nothing wrong with that, as long you know where to draw the line.”

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