Be Careful What You Wish For. 2

Be Careful What You Wish For.

Still Michael's P.O.V.

I gasped, hiding my reddening face, "Oh, stop it!" I whispered.

She joined in on my giggling.

I began to tell her something, "So, what do you say, that tonight we do something special?" I asked shyly.

Her smile suddenly dissolved into a shocked expression, "Excuse me?" She choked.

I raised my eyebrows, giving her a sly smile.

"You're comfortable with this?" She asked, curiosity filling her voice.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I quizzed.

She sneered, "Well you know, you aren't too comfortable with the whole..."

I suddenly caught on, what I'd been saying sounded like I was asking for for some sort of sexual event! That wasn't what I was asking!

"Oh no no!" I burst, "I'm-I'm not asking you for...for..." I lowered my voice and looked around and carried on, "Umm...sex stuff..." my cheeks were burning like hell, my palms were also sweating, if I hadn't realised what I had accidentally inquired who knows what could have happened?!

I heard a sigh of relief and looked up surprised, she was slightly smiling.

"Phew..." she whispered, nervously nibbling in her lip.

"What?" I questioned, even though this was a mistake, I thought she would have been all for it!

She was blushing, struggling to make eye contact, she began to speak in a hushed tone, "Mike, I think you forget that, I'm a virgin, I know that sometimes I don't act like one, and I know everything about...that stuff, and that i always seem like I want it, but truth is, I'm just like you, there's moments where there's nothing I want more, but yet, the whole idea scares me too."