Chapter 18 Selena

• I looked at him, speechless, his expression as if he’d just seen a ghost. The memory of his touch was still raw, and I could still feel the lingering ache of his presence inside me.
• "You didn’t tell me you were a virgin," he said, his voice strained, eyes boring into mine. I just sat there on his lap, the connection between us still too intimate, too real.
• "I wouldn’t have even messed with you in the first place," he sighed, running a hand through his hair, frustration evident.