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“I’ve only kissed two boys,” I whisper sheepishly. “I’ve never had a real boyfriend.”

He sits up on his haunches staring down at me in complete and utter shock.

“What?” he asks.

“I dated a boy for about a month in middle school before my dad pulled me out to be tutored privately. Then, there was a boy at camp before that. But I’ve not thought about it much. My brothers are usually with me when I go out clubbing or such. I can’t exactly meet boys that way…I mean men. And most of my university courses are done online,” I explain.

He shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair. He gets up and walks to the bathroom, returning with a hand towel that he’s soaked in warm water. He gently cleans me. I notice he’s already cleaned himself.

“I…” He trails off and climbs onto the bed, lying back against the pillows. “Come here,” he says, patting the bed next to him. I crawl up and slide against him. He pulls a blanket from the end of the bed over us and tucks me under his arm. He kisses my forehead.

“Get some sleep,” he says.

I’m so confused that I poke my head up and look at him. “Was I bad?” I ask, my words stumbling out of my mouth before I have time to think about them.

He’s serious though and doesn’t laugh. He cups my face in his hand and runs his thumb over my cheekbone.

“No, you were amazing. You are amazing. I just can’t believe you’d give me all of you like that. It’s…humbling,” he says.

I frown. “Come on, like you haven’t done it with a virgin before?” I say with a glare.

This time his cheeks turn a little pink. “No,” he says.

I bite my lip. “How many women have you been with, Logan? And how have you not had sex with a virgin?” I ask, my brain suddenly catching up with me. These are questions I should have asked before letting lust get the better of me. I inwardly curse at myself.

He stares at me, cocking his head to one side. “Do you really want to know that?” he asks.

I sit up and look at him. “Yes,” I say adamantly.

He sighs. “I lost my virginity in high school. My girlfriend, Becky, had already had sex with her previous boyfriend. We dated until I went to college. Then I had two more girlfriends and a few one-night stands. I’ve slept with a couple of women while living in the Bahamas. My last girlfriend and I broke up a little over a year ago. And that’s my sex life in a nutshell,” he says.

“You haven’t had sex in a year!” I exclaim.

He laughs. “No. I’ve been rather busy, I guess,” he admits.

“So, you’ve had the worst case of blue balls ever?” I say. I clap my hand over my mouth in horror as the words I’ve spoken come out of my mouth. “I’m sorry…I…” I try to recover but his body is shaking with laughter.

“You don’t talk like a princess,” he says.

I roll my eyes. “I grew up with two brothers…so…I sort of talk like a dude, or so I’ve been told by Sonya,” I say.

“Who’s Sonya?” he asks.

I smile. “My best friend,” I say as I remember that I need to text her back. When we arrived at the summer palace, I noted several mixed calls and texts from her.

“I’ll have to meet her,” he replies.

“Uh huh,” I say. He opens up his arms, and I curl back up against him.

I yawn. “Get some sleep, Princess,” he says to me in a low voice.

“Just for a little while,” I reply. I close my eyes and snuggle against his warm skin. I can feel his muscles ripple as he settles himself and that’s the last thing I think before I fall fast asleep.

“Anna?” I hear Logan say.

“Ten more minutes,” I murmur.

“Anna? There’s some sort of buzzer going,” he says. His voice is laced with panic.