Love At First Sight / Post Malone

Chapter 33

Austin POV

"If you're okay with that, of course."

I added, my tone still hushed as I held a firm grip onto her small hand. Her eyes were like saucers as she subtly chewed the inside her cheek. I watched her intently as she swallowed the lump in her throat, just before she pushed a stray piece of hair away from her stunning face. She didn't look hesitant, but rather apprehensive as she shyly nodded her head, her eyes somehow locked with mine.

"Yes." Was all she managed to say as she pulled that full bottom lip of hers between her teeth. She fiddled with the long sleeves of my shirt that effortlessly draped her beautiful form.

"You look nervous." I raised my brows with concern, reassuring she was comfortable with my suggestion.

"I've never— slept with a anyone before." She said so quietly, I almost didn't even hear her. I furrowed my brows, slumping down beside her as I heard Frankie jog down the stairs and go through the front door once again.

"What do you mean?" I asked, in slight confusion as I spoke. She made it clear to me that she wasn't a virgin. How was it that she's never slept with anyone?

I tried to make sense of what she was saying all the while showing her I was in no way judging her or her past.

"I— I've had sex. They've just never spent the night." She said, those innocent round eyes as honest as ever. "I haven't been with many men to begin with, so- yeah." She gave a weak smile.

I couldn't help but continue to question her, hoping I didn't scare her off with my curiosity. But I needed to know more. I wanted to know everything about this woman.

"How many men have you been with? If you don't mind me asking." I prodded curiously, my heart pounding in my chest as I couldn't help but wonder just how much experience she had.

"Two."

Fucking hell, did she say two?

Shit. I had to hope and pray she didn't ask me the same question in return.

I nodded my head slowly just before I was stupidly reminded that she couldn't see me. Instead, I placed my hand on the bare skin of her thigh, rubbing my thumb along her formed goosebumps.

"Is that okay?" She asked, reservation in her sweet voice as she almost seemed scared of what my answer was going to be.

My curiousity turned to anger. My heart sunk at her question, making me wonder just how she was treated for her inexperience in the past. But I didn't care about that. I didn't care about how men she had been with, or what she had or hadn't done before. I cared about making her feel good and showing her what her incredible body was capable of.

"Juliana, of course that's okay. It's more than okay. I was just curious but the amount of men you've been with doesn't matter to me. What I care about is the fact that these men didn't have the decency to stay the night with you." I said sternly, the irritation in my voice making a slight appearance as I shook my head in disbelief.

Who in their right mind wouldn't want to spend a night with her? It's all I've fucking wanted since the moment I laid eyes on her. My blood boiled at the thought of her being some asshole's one night stand. She deserved more than that. So much more. She deserved to be worshiped and praised and taken cared of in every fucking way. And I was going to do just that.

"It's not a big deal Austin, it wasn't anything serious. I've never— had anything serious." She nervously shrugged, our conversation suddenly turning heavy.

"I've been on so many dates but I never let it get past dinner. And usually guys run the other way when they find out about my inexperience. I've never been a real relationship before and that tends to make them think something is wrong with me."