“Really, you’re truly a virgin?” “Does that make me weak in your eyes, less of a man?” He looks at me straight on once again, sees so deep inside me that I feel something ignite. “Because the truth is, Rosie, I never met anyone I wanted after I met you. I made a vow to myself that wasting my time with anyone else was a fool’s mistake. One I wasn’t willing to make. You ruined me for girls. You made me only want a woman.” “Any woman?” “No, Rosie. Not any woman. You. I’ve.”
