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RILEY’S POV-

Jenson’s wet dream was fascinating. She had no idea that I had just practically watched her orgasm in her sleep.

But the best part was when she moaned my name… it was the sexiest fucking moan I had ever heard.

But I acted as if I was sleeping when she shot off of my chest, it was even damp with her sweat from the dream. And that was sexy. So I laid still, watching her as she looked down at me and gathered herself. I wanted to ask her if she climaxed but I was sure she most likely hadn’t.

She laid back down on my chest, curling up into me, making me feel like a million dollars.

So she dreamt about having sex with me, and I had to admit myself, I was guilty of the same thing, but vise versa. I wish I could ask her about it, ask her every single detail, so I could give her what she wanted… exactly what she wanted.

I had only had sex with Bree, but we did it plenty, so I got practice time in. the only one I knew how to please was Bree, it was etched into me indefinitely. Although, I wanted to know how to please Jenson, I wanted to know what she had fantasized about.

Another thing that was lingering in my mind was Bren, he was becoming more psycho stalker-ish by the day, and it was freaking me out.

Sure I had stood up to him like it was nothing, but he did intimidate me.

No, he didn’t even have half the power I had, but he was still insane. The look in his eyes, the depression, the anger, the loneliness…

I understood why he was so attached to Jenson, he had no one else.

I was standing in his way of happiness, but he needed help, psychological help, and I couldn’t help him with that. My job was to protect Jenson, and although I only had a couple weeks left… Bren was still a threat.

We had prom, then Jenson’s birthday was a couple days after, and then everything would change.

I would no longer be her Guardian, no longer feel her, know if she was safe, I would be normal again… and I didn’t know if I was going to be able to handle it.

We had some so far, and I had gotten so used to being her Guardian, always being at her side… and now I was scared I was going to lose her.

Once I was human again Bren would be a major threat, something that I couldn’t protect Jenson from anymore. Along with car wrecks, murderers, psychotic people like Bren, and emotional trauma…

And she would notice.

She jumped slightly on my chest, and I looked down at her, she was dreaming again…

I tightened my grip around her, I wanted to tell her how I felt, but I didn’t want to scare her off. I didn’t want to overwhelm her and lose her for good, make her think twice on her feelings for me.

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Soon enough it was a couple days before prom, I was excited, Jenson was excited, and we were in the midst of renting a limo for us and four of our other friends.

Of course they were all dating, so me and Jenson would be the odd ones out, but I knew they saw how much we cared for each other. Especially after Jake’s death… we had all become a little closer since then… and they saw the way we acted around each other.

Jenson pointed to the screen, we had asked everyone to chip in money for the limo to rent it all night, and now we were picking which one.

Her finger nearly went through my screen, “That one!”

I laughed at her suddenness, “Jenson you’re gonna break my computer.”

She glanced at me, lifting one eyebrow, making me laugh, “I’m stressed about this, and the sooner we pick one the sooner I can have one less thing to worry about.”

I rolled my eyes, clicking “select” and turning to her, “What do you possibly have to stress about?”

She tilted her head, looking as if she was going to kiss me, but she didn’t. Of course.

“A lot.”

She got up, heading to my room. I watched her hips and she walked, she had such a sexy figure… I could wait to see it in her dress.

It was Thursday afternoon, and Jenson’s parents were having some date night shit so she was once again spending the night at my house. I got up, following her into my room and joining her in my bed, “Do you want to go to Kylan’s after party?”

She looked up, she knew I wasn’t the party type, and she knew why, so it shocked her. I wasn’t planning on drinking though, of course, maybe a little, but not wasted, “Um, sure… if you want.”

I smiled, “Of course, I just asked silly.”

She smiled sarcastically at me and laid her head on my chest, she could’ve heard my heart beat going a million miles per minute but she remained silent. Until now, “How many times did you and Bree have sex, Riley?”

It was a weird question, and I never thought I was going to have to answer that, especially for Jenson, but there was a first for everything. I stuttered, “U-Uh… well, I mean we dated for a couple months… I don’t know an exact number…”

Jenson made a sound of disgust, “Uh, to many times to count, that’s why.”

I laughed, “Jealous? At least it was only with one person…”

She locked eyes with me, tilting her head as if she was trying to figure out why I let Bree be my first. I didn’t regret it, it was amazing being with her, but Bree was just looking for sex, she was a different person then she is now when I met her… back then she was a party animal, just looking for a good time.

Now…she probably was looking for a relationship.

“Was she good?”

“Why are you asking me this?”

She shrugged, “I’m curious… I just… I know how it works, it’s pretty self explanatory… I just… I wanted to ask you.”

I smiled at her nervous answer, “Jenson, you can find out for yourself if you want…”

I startled to crawl on top of her and she laughed playfully, pushing me off of her, “Riley stop, you’re an animal.”

I frowned, “I am not… I have a beautiful girl in my bed that I like very much… and I know she likes me to, so I was just taking a chance.”

“You’ve been taking a lot of chances lately…”

It kind of hurt hearing that, it made me sound like a pervert, I backed off of her. Sitting on my bed, “Sorry… I didn’t mean… you know. I won’t do it anymore…”

She tilted her head, “Riley… I never said I didn’t like it…”

I smiled, leaning in and kissing her slightly, sweetly, “So why haven’t you let me?”

She shrugged, “I’m nervous… insecure, and I don’t think you’ll like my body, or what if you’re not attracted to it… or what if I don’t like it? And I lead you on more then I already have… what if it doesn’t work out, and what if I lose you…?”

I shook my head, I was still stuck on the insecure shit, How in the hell was she insecure? “Jenson, you have a smoking body, and I just want to see it all the time… there’s nothing to be afraid of. You analyze everything to much… Just let it happen.”

She looked down, “I’m just nervous… that’s all.”

I was making her feel pressured, and I didn’t want that at all, I grabbed her hand, sighing, “Jenson, it’s ok… I won’t make moves on you anymore if you don’t want… I’ll let you tell me when you want me. How about that?”

She debated, and then nodded slightly, “Ok.”

And with that I was afraid that Jenson was never going to make a pass at me because of her own insecurities.