Chapter forty-two

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(Y/n)'s POV

"Will you be staying the night?"



For the past ten minutes, I've been resting my head on Kylian's chest while we lay together on the bed. The kisses on my neck didn't last long, since we both knew where things would go if he continued. So now, I guess we're just cuddling. In a way.






"If you let me," He responded optimistically.



Oh.



I can't believe I thought he was going to say no, "I'm a little...shy."





"You're not shy," He chuckled.






"I am! I mean, what if I snore too much? What if I talk in my sleep? And then there's morning breath! Don't even get me started wit—"






"Relax. None of that matters to me. And what? You wouldn't want to kiss me with morning breath and everything."





Ew, definitely not. "Look, I'm sure you've probably done that before, but I never have, and I really don't think I will anytime soon. It's disgusting."





"I haven't," He murmured.





"You haven't what?" I asked.





Silence.





I was used to him answering in just a few seconds, so when he didn't respond, I lifted my head to look at him. He noticed right away, twirling one of my curls with his fingers, just as he often does. "I've never slept with anyone after—"





"You're lying. I know you've done—"






"Can you please let me finish?" He asked impatiently, interrupting me right away. I looked away and buried my head deeper into his chest. How embarrassing. He didn't seem to mind, though. "Whenever I would...you know, hook up with someone, I never slept with them right after."






Honestly, if I weren't so shocked to hear that, I would have felt very jealous. But anyway, "How come?"






He went straight to the point, "It was always quick and then I'd kick them out. They were the ones who got attached but I never did. I never wanted the whole thing of waking up together the next morning. I used to think it was the corniest shit ever. But now, here I am, wanting that with you."



Aw.



"I've never done that before," I admitted to him. I knew nothing about physical touch before I met him. "There's still so much I haven't experienced yet."







Being so close to him, I felt his body tense the moment he heard me say that. He didn't say anything either.





"You okay?" I asked.






"I thought about what you just said, and yeah, there are a lot of things you're going to experience with me." He finished off, "Alot, of things."





Oh.




I definitely know what he means by that. I could just ignore it, but something inside me wants to hear him go into details. Fuck it, "Like what?"







Kylian chuckled, "You know, I was thinking that you and your friend could stay here every day from now on. No more cleaning or anything like that." He completely changed the subject.






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