I didn't pack any shorts.

When I told Tyrone that much, he frowned down at me and ordered me to go get my bag. I stood silently behind him as he unpacked it on his bed. My cheeks heated when he pulled out the panties Bella chose for me. After the bag was empty, he stood back with his hands on his hips.

"Well, we have a problem then," he muttered.

"We do?" I glanced at the jeans and t-shirts along with the one dress.

"Yes, we do." Tyrone turned to face me. "You're going to overheat if you wear jeans."

"I can wear the dress."

"And what will you wear tomorrow?"

I bit my lip.

Shaking his head, Tyrone picked up my clothes and walked over to the wardrobe against the wall. My eyes widened when he pulled open a drawer and moved some of his clothes. Once my clothes were packed inside, he searched in another drawer and pulled out a black t-shirt.

He dropped it onto the bed and then stepped closer. "I'm going to change you into my shirt. That okay?"

I blinked up at him. "You won't try to touch me?"

"No. I'll only dress you."

I was unsure, but I nodded at him and raised my arms. Tyrone smiled at me as he pulled my shirt off. He dropped it on the bed and reached for his.

"You need to start wearing a bra," he muttered, as he pulled the shirt over my head.

"I don't know how," I told him honestly.

He frowned.

Swallowing, I hesitated a moment before I explained. "We weren't allowed to wear any at the hospital."

"Bella will show you."

Tyrone sat on the bed and pulled me between his legs. He pushed the shirt away and unbuttoned my jeans. My eyes widened when he started pulling the zip down. I gripped his wrist to stop him.

Panic filled me. My breathing sped up and so did my heartbeat.

"Sydney."

I squeezed my eyes close.

"Look at me."

My eyes fluttered open.

"I would never force you, or hurt you, or touch you in any way you don't want me to. All you have to do is say no."

My lips started to quiver, and tears filled my eyes. Licking my lips, I sucked in a breath and then slowly blew it out. My hands loosened on his wrist. Tyrone gave me a small smile. His fingers hooked in the band of my jeans and slowly tugged it down. I stepped out of it and waited.

Tyrone's smile widened. His shirt fell down to my knees. I wasn't going to lie; it felt better than wearing the jeans.

Surprise filled me when he pulled me onto his lap. He hugged me to his chest.

"Good girl." His lips brushed my hair. "What three things are important in this relationship?"

"Trust, honesty and communication."

"You have to trust us not to hurt you. We need to trust you to talk to us and be honest when something made you feel uncomfortable."

I sat up and looked him in the eye.

"I killed a man," I told him softly. "He tried to rape me."

The colour drained from his face.

"I didn't mean to kill him," I continued. "He was holding me down on the bed. He was distracted because he was trying to open his pants. I hit him and tried to run but he caught me." My eyes dropped to his chest. "I pushed him away and he fell. Father didn't believe me. Nobody does."

"I believe you."

My eyes snapped up to his.

He smiled at me as he ran his hand through my hair. I winced when his fingers got caught in some tangles.

"Sin, we would never force ourselves on you like that man did. We'd do anything we can to protect you."

"I know."

"Good." He stood and placed me on his hip. "Let's go find some movies for my girl to watch tonight."

***

Bella and Michel were late.

By the time they arrived, I had already chosen five movies. I watched silently from the couch as Bella ran up to Tyrone. She threw herself at him and kissed him. My eyes were drawn to their lips as they kissed.

What would it feel like to have his lips moving against mine?

"Hey Sin!" Bella called out to me as she made her way into the kitchen.

A second later she walked out with a slice of pizza. She walked right over to me and grabbed my hand. I stumbled after her as she led the way upstairs.

"Bella."

We turned.

Tyrone stepped closer and glanced between us. "Can you show Sin how to wear a bra?"

"Sure." She turned and tugged me behind her.

We turned left instead of right. Bella pulled me into the room and then softly closed the door. She dumped her bag on the dresser before she turned to me with a smile. I returned it.

"Did you pack any of the bra's we got at the shop?" I shook my head.

"That's okay."

Bella kicked off her shoes and then walked over to a wardrobe. Pulling open a drawer, she searched for something.

I walked closer when she pulled something out.

"This is a sports bra," she said softly. "It's really comfortable. I usually wear this around the house. It's pretty easy to put on." She showed me how and then dropped it into the drawer again.

"And the other bras? The ones with the clips?"

"I'll show you." Her hands moved to undo the top button of her shirt.

I couldn't help but stare at her golden skin being revealed. She suddenly stopped, making me glance up at her. Her cheeks were flushed pink.

"I'm sorry if this makes you feel awkward."

I shook my head and smiled at her. "All the girls used the showers at the same time in the hospital."

"It didn't bother you?"

I shrugged. "At first yes, but after a while you just don't care anymore."

Bella suddenly seemed uncomfortable. I frowned as I tried to figure out what was wrong. Her hands shook slightly as she undid another button.

"Do you want me to take off my shirt too?" I asked.

Bella's eyes widened and her lips parted. "Why?"

"To make you feel a little more comfortable."

When Bella said nothing, I gripped the hem of the shirt and pulled it over my head. Bella stared at me. To be honest, I liked the way her eyes trailed over me and lingered on my breasts. Stepping forward, I raised my arms and then gently pushed her hands away. Bella watched me silently as I unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and then pushed it off her shoulders.

The bra she wore was similar to those she chose only it was white.

"How do you put it on?" I asked softly.

Bella swallowed and reached behind her. The straps suddenly slid down her arms. She pulled the bra off and held it out to me.

"It has three clips," she said softly, her lips quivering. "You can choose how tight you want it."

She pointed to the clips and them showed me the straps. "This is for adjusting the straps."

I watched silently as she showed me how to put it on. It looked easy enough. When she was done, she wrapped her arms across her chest. Bella shifted from foot to foot.

"Sin?"

"Yes?"

"Would you think I'm sick if I tell you that I'm attracted to you?"

I smiled at her, and then stepped forward to hug her. I recently learned just how much I liked hugging. Bella's arms slowly wrapped around me.

"I don't think you're sick," I whispered against her ear. "I'm attracted to you too."

I don't know for how long we stood there hugging each other, but eventually I pulled back and smiled at Bella. She returned the smile and then surprised me by leaning forward. I jerked back with a gasp when her lips brushed mine.

Her eyes widened. "I'm sorry. Sin I—"

"You stole it," I whispered. "You stole my first kiss."

"I'm sorry Sin. I just...I didn't think."

"I don't mind you kissing me," I told her honestly. "But I wanted Tyrone to be the first one I kiss."

She smiled. "You'll like his kisses. He's a good kisser."

"But how do I make him kiss me?" I asked her.

"Just walk over to him and kiss him. Just press your lips against his."

I nodded.

Bella searched through the drawers again and pulled out clean clothes. She muttered something about taking a shower and then disappeared into the bathroom. I pulled on the shirt again and made my way downstairs.

Tyrone sat on the couch, surfing through the channels. He looked up when I approached him. I smiled, hesitated a moment, and then took a seat on his lap. Tyrone looked at me with a raised eyebrow and dropped the remote.

"Did Bella show you?"

I nodded.

"Good. Starting tomorrow you will wear a bra."

"Okay."

I bit my lip, closed my eyes and leaned forward. My chin slammed into his cheek. I leaned back and stared at him with wide eyes. Tyrone was rubbing the sore spot on his cheek.

Amusement shone in his eyes.

"Kiss me please."

"Why?"

"I want to know what it feels like."

"Are you sure you're ready?"

I nodded.

Tyrone smiled.

He grabbed my hips and raised me slightly. I quickly straddled him. His one hand slid to the back of my neck while his other moved to my thigh. I couldn't look away from his lips.

He pulled me closer until I could feel his breath fanning my lips. On their own accord my eyes fluttered close. His lips brushed mine, barely touching.

I remembered what I read on the website on how to kiss. My lips parted and that's when he pressed his lips fully against mine. His kiss was soft and gentle. I gasped when he used his teeth to bite down on my lower lip.

Heat flooded me when his tongue traced my bottom lip. I opened my mouth wider. A shudder raced through me the moment his tongue touched mine.

The burning sensation in my chest made me pull away. I sucked in air and blinked down at him. His cheeks were flushed and his lips red and slightly swollen. My eyes followed his tongue as he licked his bottom lip.

I cupped his cheeks and smashed my lips on his again. My hands slid down his neck to his shoulders. I shifted slightly and froze. Pulling back, I glanced down between our bodies.

There was a bulge in his pants.

"Relax," he breathed.

I shifted my hips again. A moan fell from my lips as pleasure shot through me. Tyrone sucked in a sharp breath. I glanced up at him.

"Remember when you accidentally called me?"

I nodded.

"How did you make yourself come?"

I bit down on my bottom lip as I debated on answering him. His hands slowly slid up my legs underneath the shirt. He leaned forward and brushed his lips against my jaw.

"Tell me."

"I rubbed against my pillow," I whispered.

His lips moved down to my neck. "Did you take off your dress and panties?"

I shook my head. Tyrone gripped my hips again and urged me to move them. My panties dampened even more as my sex rubbed against his. His lips sought mine. My movements increased. Tyrone grabbed my ass and pulled me closer.

I cried out his name as I crashed over the edge. Shudders raced through me as I slumped against his chest.

"You okay?" he asked softly, brushing his lips against my forehead.

I nodded.

I was more than okay.