CHAPTER 58.Friendly Advice

  Annie

  Gosh, why did I agree to do this again?

  I kept wondering as I changed into one of James's shirts.

  I knew why James asked me to stay the night. I wasn't stupid. We've been together for six months but hadn't done...well...the deed.

  It's not that I didn't want to. We just never had the chance. I didn't have the guts to bring it up, and well, James didn't want to pressure me.

  But what about now?

  Was tonight the night? My ears burned at the thought. I sat down on the bed, an utterly nervous wreck.

  "Annie?"

  James coughed loudly beside me when I didn't answer. "Hey, Annie!"

  I nearly jumped up, startled. "What?"

  "Are you okay? You seem spaced out," James was looking at me with a worried expression.

  "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to space out. I'm just a bit nervous, I guess," I admitted, my voice coming out in a soft whisper.

  "About tonight?" James asked gently, scooting closer to me on the bed.

  I nodded, not daring to look him in the eye.