Chapter 17

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The night

I was sweating. Samuel was too. But holy Jesus, it was hot. Sharing a bed that's meant for one person was... hot. I wanted something else. The problem was I was tired. I wanted to at least open the window and talk... But firstly I needed to know if Samuel was awake.

"Samuel?" I whispered. He turned around directly. He was awake all this time.

"Ya?"

"I-I-I feel weird... Don't get this wrong-"

"I understand. It's okay."

"But-but there's this weird feeling inside me that-that wants something right now. I-I don't know what it is, but it's there... Maybe I want to talk or something... Are you too tired to talk, or can we-"

"I know what your body wants." He kissed me. we turned and somehow I was on top of him now... He took off his shirt and... I have never done it before... I wasn't ready. I hated to stop, it felt amazing but... I just couldn't. I wasn't ready.

"Samuel. Stop." I said. I regret it. "look, this feels amazing but... I'm not ready. I'm sorry. I can't." Samuel turned around. "S-Samuel, I didn't mean it that way."

"It's okay. I'm tired anyways. I don't know what I was thinking. Don't think of me as sexual minded. I don't even get why I tried. I'm way too tired. We should sleep. Sorry."

(OMG guys this chapter is tiny, so sorry! I promise that the next one is better and longer.)

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