If you want to sleep with me…
Leander didn’t exactly freeze, but he did go quiet for a moment. He looked at Sylviane. She was looking – well, he thought she was looking shy. He was going to put his foot in it in the worst way.
He cleared his throat and decided to go for honestly. “I… well. You’re gorgeous. You’re sweet. You’re absolutely nothing like what I expected. You’re nothing like what I’m used to. And uh. I… you don’t want to do that. You don’t want me to do that.
He braced himself for anger, for hurt, for something. She looked confused. “I don’t want to… sleep with you? Have sex with you?” She whispered the last and he once again had to think about her age, or maturity, in some confusion. “Do you, uh. Do you have spines or something?” Continue reading