The Summer I Grew UpChapter 21
I was still holding Sam when she finally caught her breath. Since it had been her first time, I wanted to know what she was thinking. “You’ve done this before,” Sam whispered. There was no judgment in her tone. She might have sounded a little sad, but I wouldn’t begin whatever we were starting together by lying about my past. “Yes,” I whispered back. “With someone you loved?” she asked. Now I could hear the worry in her tone. “I thought so,” I admitted. “I was wrong. She ended...