"Really?" Dahlia tilted her face up to search his eyes, surprised at this revelation. She had thought that Quin, in fact that most men, knew what to do in the bedroom. Wasn't it only young ladies who were kept in the dark? And if he didn't have any idea what to do did that mean he hadn't been with another lady? He wasn't comparing her to someone else?

"It's just...." She bit her lip as she tried to think of the words. "I feel like I'm letting you down if we just go to bed. That I won't be a good wife." Mortification didn't even begin to cover how she felt when her words broke as if she were about to cry. Merlin, he was going to think she was such a little girl, not a lady at all. Trying to discreetly sniff she added, "Won't that just make it all that much worse tomorrow?"