The V Word
Lila
Dane's entire body went still. Too still. Rigid. And not in the good way.
For a second she thought maybe he was trying to get control of himself, but when she opened her eyes, he was staring at her, his green eyes wide under the flutter of his hair that she'd ruffled in every direction. And his fingers had closed on hers to keep her one hand pinned, flat on the bed, next to the pillow.
"What do you mean, you've never done this with anyone else?" he said at a normal volume, though his voice was rough with desire.
Lila blushed and looked away, but it was hard with him so close and their bodies pressed to each other.
"Lila?" His voice was gentle, but firm. "Tell me."