Dusk h.s.

Chapter 12

Harry grabs my arm and pulls me over to him. He gently pulls me on his lap and I sit there patiently with my hands wrapped around his neck. His hands grasp my waist.

"So you've really never had sex?" He randomly blurts out.

I become shy and hang my head low. "Yeah. I know it's pathetic, but..."

"No, I mean, I was just wondering how all the guys managed to stay away from you. You're beautiful, Anna."

I smile shyly. I can't exactly tell what my own thoughts are. I think I'm overthinking this.

"But we can't.....we can't have sex. Well, not now, at least." I say.

He nods, "I understand. But I do hope I'm the one to give you that."

I can't believe I whisper this, "Why?"

I break all eye contact with him and look down. Moments later, his fingertips have made their way to my chin, and he lifts it up.

"Because I like you."

I almost laugh, "Me? Why?"

"You ask me that all the time. I'm sitting here, desperately begging you to kiss me and you're asking me why I like you?"

"I just don't understand what a guy like you would want with......"

"A beautiful girl like you?"

Before I can respond, his lips are pressed to mine. I don't refuse. I'm also not exactly okay with the conversation we just had.

He kisses me furiously, but passionately as he slowly lowers me down to the couch. His warm body hovers over me.

Before I know it, his shirt is off and on the ground before his lips lower back onto mine. My hands tugs at his hair. I feel each curl slide through my fingers.

Surprisingly, Harry's tongue shoots into my mouth and he instantly slowers the kiss.

His hands go to my shirt before I can respond and he slowly starts unbuttoning it. His lips go to my neck and I gasp, out of breath.

I thought hits me and I try to cover up my wrists, but it's too late. He's see it.