It had been hard to slow it down. To tamper off the heat sizzling between our touches, and not take it a step further. I’d wanted to give all of myself to him last night. I was ready. But we’d agreed to wait. Dean hadn’t brought a condom, and despite being on the pill, I certainly knew how important safe sex was.

Slow.

We’d agreed to go so slow.

But the most shocking element to me—more so even than the protesting parents—was that I didn’t want to go slow with Dean. Every inch of my body begged for his in a way I’d never experienced. He was like a craving that wouldn’t be slaked until I’d devoured him.

I chuckled out loud at that, shutting off the water and wrapping myself in a towel.

If I wasn’t careful, I’d end up enlisting Dean as an expert source for all the things I had no clue about for Ask Me Anything.

And with how hot kissing was between us? If I dared to write about anything more?

The flames would be large enough to send the whole damn town into a frenzy.

Then they’d really call for blood.

They already are.

The reality of that thought had me dressing in a hurry.

We needed to get home. Get to my gear. Change the code on the site so no one could find me unless I wanted them to.

…

“You sure everything is cool?” Dean asked me for the second time as the train pulled into the station four hours later.

I’d spent the entire ride half distracted—in part by the stunning boy who sat next to me, softly grazing his fingers over my palm or kissing me until my mind went blank. The other part was working on the site despite being sans computer. The article nagged in the back of my mind like an alarm I couldn’t silence.

Everything would be okay once I triple-checked the site’s security.

I could deal with the rest of it later.

“Yes,” I said again. “Everything is perfect.” Well, not a total lie. Things were perfect between us. And while I’d debated coming clean about my end of the challenge and asking for his help, I’d decided against it.

No one else knew about the site, so no one else could get in trouble if worst-case scenario happened. I had no intentions of letting it happen, but I’d rather keep him safe. He was waiting on his acceptance letter from MIT just like me, and if Tanner found out I was behind the site, I’d be expelled for sure. Causing this much trouble…he’d have more than grounds to do it.

I reached up on my tiptoes to plant a kiss on his lips, reveling in the way warm shivers danced over my skin at the contact.