“Oh,” he seemed rather puzzled, and I heard his footstep coming even much closer, making my heart pick up its pace. “That’s the first.”

“How is it the first? We were intimate, and then you act as if nothing like that ever happened.”

“I hope I’m safe.” He breathed, and it sounded more flirty than scared.

“We will find out together,” I answered, and then I turned to him. I dragged a deep breath at the sight of the man who now stood before me in a white round-necked polo and black jeans trousers. He seemed to have also been playing with water because his hair, although not dripping, looked...