Chapter 11

Nicole Vargas

Metallic clatters from pots and pans woke me up. I blinked my eyes to get used to daylight. What time was it now? I looked around and realized I wasn't sleeping in my room, instead I was laying on the couch with a blanket covering half of my body.

My face turned red and it suddenly became very hot when I remembered what happened last night. I kissed Ethan, he rejected me, we came home, and we kissed again. The only difference was, the second time he kissed me back. How can something that feels so good and so right, be wrong?

I sighed as I kicked the cover off me. We kissed and cuddled until I fell asleep. Nothing sexual happened, thank goodness. Not only would it be embarrassing for me, but I also would have regretted it badly the next morning. I want to save my innocence for the person I love and want to marry. Not for someone who's not sure about me.

When I walked into the kitchen, the first thing I saw was the sexy back of Ethan. He didn't w