A stretched silence passed between us as I stared up at Flynn's handsome face. A lump formed in my throat when I thought about how much progress we'd made since the first time I'd set eyes on him. What we'd just shared was intense, now magnified by our lack of words.
Lying naked together stripped everything away, not just our clothing. The man with the beautiful face had a beautiful heart as well, and he cared about me. To think that someone like him dropped everything and came running for me when I asked, made me feel giddy. I was in Flynn's bed, not because he was a rock star and it was his right of passage, but because he wanted me to be with him.