SHIT! I didn’t mean to say that part aloud—he wasn’t supposed to hear that. I don’t say anything, not wanting to even go there with him. Nicholas shifts off of my back and lies next to me in the bed, still rubbing my back.

“Kenzie….Kenzie….please talk to me,” he shifts so he is a little closer to me. I’m too embarrassed to look at him; I still can’t believe I said that aloud. “What makes you think you aren’t good… in bed?”

“Because… that’s what… my ex… would tell me… constantly,” I whisper, still not looking at him.

“Your ex?” I nod. “The man who supposedly loved you, who wanted...