Chapter 38. I’m Going to Have Sex with Him

Blake’s POV

I splashed more water on my face to calm my nerves. I could feel my chest thumping hard like some teenage girl about to kiss her crush for the first time.

“Okay. It’s happening, Blake,” I whispered to my reflection in the mirror.

He was there in my room, waiting for me. It was really happening.

The last time I was this nervous over sex was probably in my senior year of high school when I lost my virginity.

We had finished our finals and most of us had sneaked out of the dormitories into town to party.

My crush was one of them.

Although it was such a long time ago, the memories seemed fresh.

“Model student Blake Sinclair, smoking weed, partying and drinking. What have you done to yourself this year?” he said, slipping next to me.

I laughed into the stuffy air of the club. “I don’t know.”

He smiled, showing his perfect set of white teeth. And his brown eyes, they always seemed like gold to me.

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