Seeing Eavan flush in such a way did something to Fletcher he didn't even know was possible. He was far from a virgin, having partaken in a woman from time to time, but there was something different about the moment with Eavan. There was no doubt in his mind that she was a virgin herself but that wasn't exactly what held the allure. It was special, surely, but he had a feeling it had a lot more to do with actually being in love with the woman below him. And knowing that she loved him in return. It was crazy and reckless what they were doing, but he couldn't deny the strength of what he felt for her.

Chuckling softly at her response, he gave a small nod before pushing back up to his knees and then taking her hand to help pull her up to her feet as he stood up himself. He didn't release her hand though, instead he pulled her in and wrapped his other arm tightly around her waist for another searing kiss before pulling away to grin at her once more. "It's this way," he said easily enough though there was no doubt the desire in his voice as he lead her to his bedroom.

It wasn't grand by any means and actually quite simplistic. A basic wardrobe sat against one wall with a desk and chair next to it with a large but basic bed centered in the middle of the room with the headboard against the wall opposite the door. Surprisingly, the bed was made perfectly with a dark burgundy coverlet and rather fluffy looking pillows at the head. He paused after they entered the room, watching her so she could take in the pretty basic bedroom so she could gather her bearings before things progressed any further.

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