Chapter 14

He rolls his eyes. “Of course I want to go to bed with you. You’re gorgeous.”

I’m genuinely surprised. “Even though I’ve admitted I’ve not done it before?”

His gaze drops to my mouth. “Despite the fact that this isn’t a Jane Austen novel, some would say that’s an attraction.”

“What?

His lips curve up. “Guys like writing their name in the snow.”

“Oh my God.”

“You can’t see why it’s a turn on to be someone’s first?”

“No.” I can’t believe this is happening. “Have you done it before?”

“Slept with a virgin? No. I’m intrigued.”

“So your first time wasn’t with another virgin?”

“No. She was four years older than me.”

“Four years!”

“She was nineteen.”

“You were only fifteen!”

He laughs. “Yeah. She thought I was eighteen.”

“Jesus. Technically that makes her a pedophile.”

He just chuckles. “Guys don’t care about that when they’re desperate to get laid.”

“So you were desperate at fifteen? You understand, then, why I’m going crazy at twenty-five?”

“Oh, I get it, absolutely. Of cou