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73. 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑇𝑖𝑚𝑒

Queen

After the doctors gave Cain the vampire blood and he started to heal, I left him with Iris. She seemed to care about him and I knew he'd be in good hands. I sent Mia a text letting her know that he was okay and walked out of the entrance of the hospital.

My eyes landed on Syn who was sitting on a bench a few meters away, smoking a cigarette. I walked towards him slowly and shook my head.

"You're smoking in front of a place where there are a bunch of sick people," I said.

"If they're here already, chances are my smoking won't be the thing that kills them," he said as he stood up. He held the cigarette out towards me and I rolled my eyes. "Scared? How can you say no when you've never tried it?"

The victory in his eyes irritated me as he pointed out my hesitation in accepting his death stick and I hated it. He looked smug. As if he knew I wouldn't dare try it.

Not being able to put up with it anymore, I reached out to take it from his fingers. Instead of letting me, he clicked his tongue and moved it away from me and gave me a serious look.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I'm about to smoke. Pass it over," I said as I reached for it. He held it above both of our heads and I rolled my eyes.

"Never accept a cigarette, Queen. They're bad for you."

"Seriously, Syn? You're the last person to warn me about smoking."

"Just because I do it," he started as he tossed it to the floor. "Doesn't mean I want you to do it."

"What if I don't want YOU to do it?" I asked.

"Then, you ask me to stop," he said as he walked towards the parking lot. "Simple."

"What about withdrawals and shit?" I asked.

"I'm not an addict, Queen."

"Are you sure?" I teased.

"Mhmm, it's not possible for me to be addicted to things."

"Why?" I pressed.

"Something in the way my father made me. He didn't want it to be possible for me to be weakened by any worldly attachment. That includes money, drugs, sex, and other stuff," he said with a shrug.

"You're not addicted to sex?" I asked in disbelief.

"Nope," he said as he looked over his shoulder.

"You understand why I find that hard to believe, right?" I laughed.

"I don't," he said. We reached his car and he held open the passenger door for me. "I'm addicted to you, sex is a plus."

"Syn," I said slowly. He stopped moving to close the door and raised a brow at me. "Sometimes you give off...virgin vibes."

He laughed softly before closing the door and walking to the driver's side. He quickly got in and sat back as his head swung in my direction.

"How do I give off 'virgin vibes'?" He air quoted.

"Were you a virgin when we met?" I asked.

"I-"

"Oh wait, you wouldn't remember I suppose. Well, were you a virgin before we met a few weeks ago?"

"Did I seem like one? From our first time years ago, or months ago. Did I seem like a virgin either of those times?"

"No, but we've never had that first-time talk," I said. "What age did you, you know?"

He started the car and pulled out of space before glancing at me. "We're really talking about this?"

"Yeah," I said. "Spill." I excitedly turned in my seat to face him and rested my chin in my palms.

"Umm, I was...thirteen maybe."

"What's your body count?"

"Like how many people I've killed?" He asked in confusion as he focused on the road.

"No, like how many people you've slept with."

He chuckled deeply and I gave him a strange look. He didn't seem like the type to sleep around but then again we never had this discussion. The Syn I knew was completely devoted to me so I never really thought about his past.

"Ahh, maybe we shouldn't have this discussion."

"Why not?" I asked. "If you're worried about me getting mad, we're not together anyway."

What looked like hurt passed through his eyes as he looked at me momentarily but he turned back to the road and sighed. "I don't know the number."

"Is it more than five?" I asked.

"Yes."

"More than ten?"

He laughed and my eyes widened. "You're already shocked and we're nowhere near the number, Princess. Let's say ten."

"More than twenty?

He gave me a look and I laughed softly. "Am I at least close?"

"Not really. Freezing cold."

"Syn, I'm asking how many different people you've slept with. Not how many times you've had sex."

"I'm aware," he nodded as he grinned at me.

"One hundred?" I asked in a small voice.

"Queen, you need to keep in mind that's I've never been in a relationship with anyone besides you," he said.

"Two-hundred?"

"If I fucked one girl a month since I was thirteen, up to the age I met you, that's already 156 girls."

"Oh so 156," I said.

"I never said it was one girl a month," he grimaced.

"Damn!"

Syn laughed at my outburst and I sat back in shock. "What? Like I said, I was never serious until you so there were lots of girls, maybe multiple at once. I grew up in Hell, Princess. Drugs and sex are a way of life."

"Multiple at once?" I asked. "Like threesomes?"

"Threesomes, foursomes, fivesomes...whatever I was in the mood for that night, I guess."

"I- what was the most at once?" I asked again. I hated thinking about him with other girls but I was too intrigued to stop asking.

"Umm, I think eleven," he said.

"How the fuck..."

"High school, I didn't have many friends and I was invited to this party by some girl in my class."

"An orgy?"

"Not quite. I arrived and I was the only boy there and things happened. A bunch of horny girls in a room with one boy, you know how it goes."

"Ayeeee, that's what's up," I said as I held my hand out. He smiled as he slapped my hand and we bumped fists and snapped. "My man."

"Yup, Xavier and I were quite the animals back in the day."

"Do you miss it?" I asked.

"Miss what?"

"Those days...you know the foursomes, eleven girls in one night...Do you miss those days?"

"You mean before you?" He asked.

"Yes."

"No," he answered immediately. "You're the only person I want, even if you're always mad at me."

"I'm not ALWAYS mad at you."

"Hmm, you kind of are," he said as he gave me a charming smile.

"Well, I wouldn't be mad if you were honest with me," I said.

"I know, I just wished you'd trust me even when I can't tell you everything."

His words made my heart drop and I looked out of the window. If this was Syn before he died, then I'd be able to trust it without question. But it wasn't, the man I was sitting with was one I didn't know well.

As I thought about it I realized how unfair it was to him. I told him I'd love him even if he never remembered but I was still comparing him to someone he no longer was.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Mhmm."

"What you went to do, was it something that I'd be upset at?"

"Yes," he said honestly.

"Is the reason you're not telling me because I'd be mad?"

"No."

"And there was no other woman, right?"

"There's nobody else," he said in irritation.

"Okay," I whispered. "Then I'll trust that for now. I won't marry you until I know...but we can take things slow and see what happens."

I turned to him and he nodded slowly. "That works."

"Okay," I said with a smile.

He placed his hand on my thigh and raised a brow at me. "Just how slow are we talking?"

"A little faster than that." His hand slowly moved along my bare thigh until it was above my underwear and my breath hitched.

"Okay a tiny bit faster." With his one hand, he moved the lace material of my panties to the side and I felt his fingers on my folds. I held onto his arm as he rubbed my clit and I moaned.

His hand moved further down and I felt his finger at my entrance and I stopped him. "There. That's as fast as we're going, no further until our relationship progresses."

"Hmm, I can work with that," he said in a breathy voice as he removed his hand. He licked his fingers as he looked at me and my mouth dropped. "I know plenty of ways to have you without fucking."

I clenched my thighs at his deep voice and the sudden tension in the car and I opened a window. I took deep breaths to cool myself off and when I was done, I turned back to Syn.

"I want chicken nuggets."

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Author's Note
Y'all...I'm hungry😔 Sigh, poor starving Ayisha 😔

So Queen forgave Syn, kinda. My babies are taking it slow so yay🥰
Anyways, i specifically wanted to end today's chapters here because I want to do a dump tomorrow 😌
Lmk your thoughts ✨

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