Summer worried what he might think of her, if he'd turn her away. Because while they'd kissed, sometimes it got a little heated, they'd never been anywhere this intimate. And now she was in his lap, pulling the sheet around them, the only thing separating them were his boxers and the robe that was caught between them. He spoke to her softly and she felt her stomach jump ten stories, her eyes meeting with his. "I couldn't," she breathed out the words, her heart pounding faster and harder than it ever had. She turned her head to kiss his palm, eyes closing for a moment as she just basked in being this close to him for the first time.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you in here," she spoke so softly, her head turning back to look down at him, her skin prickling too as she leaned down to press her lips to his for a slow, drawn out kiss.