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“I'm nervous, Torch. I'm not going to pretend otherwise.”

His thumb brushes my jaw.

“But?”

I look into his eyes.

“But I want you to be my first.”

Chapter 6

Torch

“But I want you to be my first.”

Fuck.

I've spent the better part of tonight convincing myself I can keep my hands off this woman.

Then she looks me straight in the eye and says that. She means it.

And that's what scares the shit out of me.

I brush a strand of dark hair away from her cheek.

“Madison, look at me.”

“I am looking at you.”

“Without the smart mouth for five seconds.”

“Ambitious.”

Jesus, this woman.

“Tell me what you want, my little wildfire.”

Her fingers curl around my wrist.

“You.”

One word. No hesitation.

I've walked into burning buildings and faced men who wanted me dead without losing my nerve.

But Madison Compton, naked in this bed and trusting me to be her first, has my heart beating like a fucking rookie's.

I kiss her.

Slowly at first, giving her every chance to change her mind.

She answers by pulling me closer.

There's my girl.

I ease her back against the pillows. Those beautiful olive eyes stay on mine, nervous but determined.

“You're thinking too much,” she whispers.