Cal had finally come back into my life. As he leaned back against the sofa, I could tell he was about to ask me an important question.

“So, are you and Ted having sex?” Cal finally asked, referring to the coworker who had called up that evening to ask me out.

I didn’t answer right away. Cal ran his fingers through my hair, smoothing my bangs away from my eyes. “Well?” he persisted.

“No,” I answered quietly. “I haven’t had sex with anyone ... yet.”

Hearing my answer, something inside his blue eyes seemed to relax. Without speaking, Cal gently kissed my neck, nibbling his way along the line of my jaw. His hand moved down my back, tracing the outline of my spine, and came to rest on the curve of my hip. He smiled and I smiled back, then I... Read More