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“
Oh
…
not
even
one
of
the
fifteen
?
”
He
smiles
.
“
You
remembered
.
No
,
none
of
the
fifteen
.
”
“
Oh
.
”
“
You
know
,
Anastasia
,
it
’
s
been
a
weekend
of
firsts
for
me
,
too
,
”
he
says
quietly
.
“
It
has
?
”
“
I
’
ve
never
slept
with
anyone
,
never
had
sex
in
my
bed
,
never
flown
a
girl
in
Charlie
Tango
,
never
introduced
a
woman
to
my
mother
.
What
are
you
doing
to
me
?
”
His
eyes
burn
,
their
intensity
takes
my
breath
away
.
The
waitress
arrives
with
our
glasses
of
wine
,
and
I
immediately
take
a
quick
sip
.
Is
he
opening
up
or
just
making
a
casual
observation
?
“
I
’
ve
really
enjoyed
this
weekend
,
”
I
murmur
.
He
narrows
his
eyes
at
me
again
.
“
Stop
biting
that
lip
,
”
he
growls
.
“
Me
,
too
,
”
he
adds
.
“
What
’
s
vanilla
sex
?
”
I
ask
,
if
anything
to
distract
myself
from
the
intense
,
burning
,
sexy
look
he
’
s
giving
me
.
He
laughs
.
