"Okay." My own belly tightens with nerves and I toss the condoms aside before kissing him again, pressing our foreheads together for a moment before I pull away. "Roll over for me?"

I move out of the way to give him room, and pull the covers down before I wriggle out of my own underwear and toss them aside. Sitting back on my haunches at the end of the bed, I let my gaze sweep over Bittle's body. The golden tan that he got over the summer is fading back into a milky pale, and I still can't believe that I can just reach out and put my hands on him.