Layla’s pov

As the words slipped out of his mouth, I then realized how really dumb it was to even suggest that he take my virginity even though I didn’t quite ask him to pop my cherry directly.

But obviously, he would’ve known when he did break my hymen or barrier, whatever society calls it these days.

I had thought the blush on my face couldn’t get impossibly redder, I was wrong. It feels like someone put fire on my cheeks.

I looked at him with a slightly opened mouth and prayed inwardly that a fly wouldn’t manage to get inside my mouth. I couldn’t bear any more humiliation in front of him.

I was about to retort with something, maybe something that would embarrass me more. But then Tyler decided to open his perfect mouth and worded out.

“I didn’t take you for that kind of girl Layla,” He cooked his head to the side, studying me intently until I squirmed in unease…

With my jaw ticking in slight anger from hearing his words, I voiced out through clenched teeth. “And what kind of girl did you take me for Tyler?”

His green eyes bore into my own, and I felt a flick or maybe it was a zap running through my lower belly. I blamed it on nerves and probably anger and swept it to the side.

It was nothing much to ponder on.

He was studying me intensely, I could tell by how he refused to even blink his eyes. Growing uncomfortable by his stare, I lift an inpatient brow, telling him silently that I awaited his answer.

insult.” He finally said. I find my eyes refusing to tear from a single drop of water that came from

with keen interest as it rolled down his forehead, to the corner of his nose until it found the first brush of his lips where it

had just fed his ego and I honestly wanted to just jump out of his ridiculously expensive car and stomp my foot in a puddle of water like a child having

me from further mortification, I fixed myself and played it cool by peering

me, so he had no right to judge me

for longer, his eyes unblinking before he tears them away. “You just seem like a girl who cares

| stiffen.

Cherish my first time?

be before I didn’t have to stop daydreaming of a perfect life, before my life wasn’t in shambles. I did, once want to cherish my first time with someone who

stupid rose colored glasses and now everything was, dull and black. The world was shit,

said the same thing. They regret losing their virginity to the guy that popped their cherry. Because guys

was because I was actually doing this for a cause and there were no feelings attached. I wouldn’t get

the guy used them only just for

first time perfect or have a huge lists of every single guy who would deserve it. I don’t care about those silly stuff.” I answered, my gaze dropping to his

don’t care that this would be just sex for

warning deep within his tone, one that told me he wanted to make this clear to me, that I

he was attractive but it was quite obvious he wasn’t a guy to settle down with or

sex for me to Tyler. Like I said, I just want you to

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