Angelina

Chapter 15

     “Rogue, that was unbelievable!”

     Her body trembled lightly from exhaustion as she lay on her side to face me. Her eyes looked questioningly at my still half-clothed body.

     “What did you do to me? It felt so real.”

     “It was meant to feel that way, Angie.”

     She caught on to something and blood rushed instantly to the surface of her skin. “You watched me.” Even as she said it, she averted her eyes to the bed between us, embarrassed.

     “Yes” I cupped her face gently. “You are beautiful in passion.”

     She lifted her eyes back to mine still blushing furiously. Then her hand found my chest as she tried to move closer. I jumped off the bed and sought my shirt.

     “I should take you home. I’ll wait for you downstairs.” I told her.

     I did not need to look to know her reaction. It was better this way especially after what I just witnessed. Even my control is limited; I did not think I could do that again. With inhuman speed, I buttoned my shirt and put my shoes on before leaving her naked in my room on my bed.

     When she came down stairs, her movements were slow and her look uncertain. I took her hand to lead her out. We stopped by the living area where my family assembled to say their goodnights.

     “I hope to see you again soon.” Norah said.

     “We all do.” Gilliana assured her while Anya nodded.

     “I can’t wait to see you again.” Dax added flirtatiously extracting a smile from her.

     Margas nodded and smiled, entertained by this.

     “Please thank your aunt and uncle for the lovely basket.” Norah told her.

     “Your company tonight was very enjoyable, I am certain we will be seeing a lot more of you, Angelina.” Lex said.

     “Thank you all so much for tonight. I had a great time.” Angie said.

     In the car, she looked thoughtful. I held her hand. “What’s wrong?” I questioned knowing what her answer might be.

     “I just didn’t know it could be like that. Is it always like that?”

     That was not what I expected her to say and she surprised me with her admission. “What do you mean?”

     “It didn’t… uhh… feel like that when I did it before.” She answered, awkwardly.

     “How many times have you had sex Angie?”

     “Once”

     I pulled over to the side of the rarely used road only a minute away from her house, and faced her. “Explain yourself.” I demanded. I had the distinct impression that she had been more sexually active.

     Angelina looked worried. “I told you, my ex used me for sex. It was painful and uncomfortable. I… I didn’t enjoy it.”

     “And that was the only time?”

     “Yes. He told everyone about it and then moved on to another girl. I didn’t know at the time but there was a list of virgins he had to sleep with that the guys in school were betting on. I fell for it, I should have known better.”

     She looked close to tears. The humiliation she felt at being so gullible surpassed her hurt. The description of her first time, made me angry.