Prologue

I looked into his desire-ridden brilliant green eyes and felt at home. Only his eyes could exactly mirror what I was feeling so perfectly. There was no lust, only love-induced passion. In that moment of clarity, my unknown past and current uncertainty melted away as everything suddenly clicked into place. This felt so right, to not consummate our love now would be wrong.

I nodded lightly my response.

He gently scooted me further into his large bed and laid me back. I lifted off his shirt, and he mine. My panties were the only articles of clothing still on as he quickly yanked his boxers off. He thumbed the edge of the lace fabric on my hips as he slowly climbed over me. Despite the loving atmosphere, I was suddenly and intensely shrouded in darkness. Before I knew what or why I was doing it, I was thrashing about the bed, screaming bloody murder.