[WARNING! Mature Content! Skip if you're uncomfortable and feel that it would destroy the story!]
Ren lingered in the bath for another five minutes or so. Staring at his reflection in the mirror, a robe draped across his body, palms plastered against the sink top.
This is it . . . this is it . . . were really going to . . .
Closing his eyes tight, he inhaled deeply, calming his rioting nerves. He had never imagined himself to have a physical relationship with a woman before. Due to his past, he developed an aversion towards the opposite sex, even towards his fellow males.
But Evie was different. He wanted to be near her, wanted to touch and kiss her –– all the time.
Psyching himself, he went to Evie in the bedroom.
Ren's rampaging hormones calmed down at the sight of her. She was sitting on the mattress near the fireplace, gazing at the window where stars silently fell from the sky. Her face flushed, and breathe steamy.
