"But you can't fall in love with me. I know sex creates some kind of bond for females but I can't love you, Meredith. I can give you my body but not my heart.
So, we stop the moment you realize you're developing any sort of feelings for me. Because the last thing I want is for me to break your fragile heart."
Meredith leaned forward and cupped his face in her hands.
"What if you're the one who falls in love with me?" her lips formed a soft smile which brightened her face.
Atlas smiled darkly, "No. Love isn't for a man like me."
And what kind of man are you? Meredith wanted to ask but she didn't. She knew he was warning her, letting her know not to have any stupid fantasies because this was purely sex for him. No feelings attached.
Meredith knew she was a hopeless romantic and this was a dangerous game for her. Deep within her she had always wanted to give her virginity to a man who loved her. Someone who would make slow and passionate love to her worshipping every inch of her.
