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"Slow down a second."

She goes still.

Then looks at me.

Something shifts in her eyes.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Fuck, no.

"No."

"Because I..."

She bites her lip.

I wait.

She draws in a breath.

"I should probably tell you something."

The nerves in her face kill every thought I've been having about that sweater.

"Tell me."

She looks down at my chest.

"I haven't done this before."

My hand stills against her waist.

"How much of this?"

She looks up.

"All the interesting parts."

I blink.

"Kierra."

"I'm a virgin."

Well.

Fuck.

Didn't see that coming.

And she's sitting in my lap, looking at me like she's waiting for the sky to fall.

"Look at me, darlin'."

She does. Reluctantly.

I brush my thumb along her cheek.