WHAT IF THEY HAD SEX?...

What If They Had Sex?.

Britney's POV.

I remained seated on my bed after Noah had left the room, his command echoing in my mind, his words etched into my thoughts.

"Don't leave this room!"

The sound of his voice reverberated within me, resonating with a sense of urgency and caution.

Even though he was no longer physically present, it felt as if he lingered in the room, his presence looming large.

His words carried weight, and they struck a chord deep within me.

It was as if Noah's voice had taken on a life of its own, ringing clear and true in my ears.

The intensity of his warning permeated the air, urging me to stay put, to resist the temptation to venture beyond the safety of my room.

The emotional turmoil that had gripped me seemed to intensify in the wake of his departure.

Noah's command, though simple, had ignited a sense of urgency, a heightened awareness of the potential dangers that awaited outside my room doors.

His voice became my taming force, a beacon of caution amidst