I flush.
"But I also know that last time we attempted this, you panicked."
The flush remembering what happened last time is a lot deeper.
"It's not..." I trail off, unsure how to phrase what I'm feeling.
How to tell him the truth. How to tell the insanely sexy man who wants to fuck me that I'm a virgin.
How would he take it? Would it throw a bucket of cold water all over it? Would he be angry? Would he curse me and leave?
I don't know if I can handle something like that.
"It's not what?" he prompts.
I swallow. "It's not panic,"I say.
Cole stops pacing and looks at me, his dark eyes searching mine.
"What is it, then?" he asks.
I bite my lip, debating whether or not to tell him.
I mean, he's probably expecting someone with more experience. What if he doesn't want me anymore once he knows?
"Tell me, Annie." His voice is a low growl, and the heat in his eyes burns through me.
"I..."
The words die in my throat.
Cole stalks over to the bed and sits down next to me. He reaches up and strokes my cheek with the backs of his fingers.
"Tell me," he murmurs.
"I've never... done this before," I whisper.
There, I said it. It's out in the open, and there's no taking it back.
Cole stares at me for a long moment.
"You can leave," I say softly. "If you want. I won't be offended."
At the same time, Cole speaks, and it takes a moment for me to register what he said.
"I know," he repeats.
I frown, confusion knitting my brows. I sit up more and fight the urge to pull the blanket over myself.
"What do you mean, you know?" I ask, a bit panicked. "H-how did you...?"
"I figured it out. After last time," he says.
"Oh, um..."
"Why didn't you say something?" he asks, his voice low.
I look away, feeling ashamed and embarrassed.