Several deep breaths later, Bella nodded in understanding. Assuming her past indiscretions hadn't cursed her to feel pain every time a man entered her, the pain would only be momentary.

"I won't hate you," she replied, winding her arms around his neck. She may have been inexperienced, but she'd understood the potential consequences when she'd allowed Jamie to carry her into his bedroom. "As long as you won't think less of me. You won't, right...?"

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