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Bennett’s hard body, his hot breath blowing in
her ear and the exquisite feeling of fullness as he drove into her a final time
and climaxed. 
    Her eyelids fluttered open as he roared his
pleasure and she stared mutely at the sharp fangs that were protruding from his
mouth.  She blinked and they were gone.  His big body trembled above hers
before he collapsed against her, his heavy body making her gasp for oxygen.
    “Ben, I can’t breathe.”  She pounded on his
back and he rolled off of her with a harsh groan.  They lay panting on the hard
floor of the library and her tentative smile died on her face when he sat up
and looked at her.  The look of regret on his face chilled her to the bone and
she sat up, drawing her knees up against her chest.
    “Mirabelle, we shouldn’t have – “
    “Don’t, Ben.  Don’t say it,” she said as
she blinked back the hot tears.
    “Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?”
    “Why did it matter?”  She asked.
    His eyes widened.  “You should have told
me.”
    “It’s not that big of a deal,” she said
defensively.
    “Not that big of a deal?”  He gave her an
angry look.  “I was rough with you.  I – I hurt you.  If I had known you were a
virgin, I wouldn’t have,” he looked around the library in dismay, “taken you on
the floor of my goddamn library.  Hell, I wouldn’t have taken you at all.”
    Hurt flooded through her and she reached
for her pants and underwear, yanking them over her legs and hips before
buttoning her jeans.  “You sure know how to ruin a moment, Bennett Saxby.”
    “Mirabelle,” he protested as she struggled
into her bra, “there are – are other reasons for why this was a mistake.”
    Her body stiffened and he groaned loudly. 
“Wait, that didn’t come out right.  I just mean that – “
    “It’s fine, Bennett,” she said.  “What girl
doesn’t like to hear a guy tell her that sleeping with her was a mistake.”
    She slid her tank top over her head and
grabbed her hoodie before stomping to the door of the library.  “I’m suddenly
not feeling very well.  If you’re okay with it, I’m going to leave early.  I’ll
make up the time another day.”
    “Don’t leave.  We need to talk about – “
    “Fuck it,” she suddenly snapped.  “If
you’re not fine with it, you can fire me.”
    She stormed out into the hallway and
slammed the door behind her.
     
    * * *
     
    “Wait, let me get this straight.”  Rowan
crossed Ella’s small apartment and collapsed in one of the armchairs.  She
folded her legs under her and took the glass of wine from Ella with a nod of
thanks.  “You finally gave up your v-card to Bennett Saxby, of all people.”
    “What’s that supposed to mean?”  Belle said
defensively.
    “Belle, honey, I know you’ve spent the last
eighteen years romanticizing the boy who nearly got you killed by a cougar but
what do you really know about him?  You’ve seen him, what – half a dozen times
in the last week and had maybe three conversations with him?”
    “Just this morning you wanted to know if I
was ‘knocking boots with him’ remember?  Now suddenly it’s the worst thing I
could have done?”
    Rowan sighed.  “Yeah, I know I was teasing
you but I didn’t actually think you would sleep with him, Belle.”
    “Why not?”
    “Because – because that’s not you.  You
don’t sleep with men you barely know.  That’s my department.”
    Belle rolled her eyes.  “Maybe I’m
changing.  I really don’t see what the big deal is.”
    Rowan gave Ella a pointed look.  “Help me
out here, Ella.”
    “Honey, what Ro’s trying to say is that
sleeping with Bennett might not have been the smartest idea.”
    “It was a great idea,” Belle protested
weakly before rubbing at her forehead.  “Fine, I know.  It felt right at the
time but his whole ‘I made a mistake’ thing kind of killed that feeling.”
    “He said it was a mistake?”  Rowan gave her
a look of