Chapter 21

Sophie’s pov ; Sitting in the car the next morning, I could barely keep my hands still. My fingers fidgeted in my lap as a wave of butterflies danced in my stomach. My face must’ve been red—again. I still couldn’t believe it. We…actually did that. It was so surreal. I had never imagined we’d get to this point so soon, and it wasn’t like anything I expected. I thought it would feel more awkward, maybe even terrifying, but it wasn’t. He had been surprisingly gentle, and even though I was nervous, I could still feel the warmth of his touch lingering on my skin, making me feel all giddy inside. I bit my lip, trying to keep myself from laughing softly at the ridiculousness of it all. How did this happen? I, Sophie, had…well, had sex with Dominic. The man I was too scared to even talk to not long ago. And now, here I was, trying to act normal when I felt anything but. Every time I replayed the moment in my mind, I felt a rush of heat flood my cheeks. His hands, his kiss, the way he’d asked m