Six days have passed since Jane last appeared and Jay and I shared our first kiss. Jay has gone to give Markus his tea for the evening and I am in the process of getting ready for bed. I hang my trousers over the sofa, take off my t-shirt and stand there in my bra and underwear as Jay enters. I fling the top across my naked torso, trying to cover as much as possible, because although Jay and I kissed six days ago, that is all that happened. And he has never seen me in my underwear before because I always sleep wearing pyjamas.

"Oh my God, Ri. I am so sorry," he apologises, quickly turning his back on me to give me a bit of privacy to get changed.

'Shit, my pyjamas are lying on the bed directly behind Jay to his right. If I walk past him to get them, he will see me. What should I do?'

"Um... my pyjamas are on the bed behind you, could you grab them for me?" I ask shyly.

"Oh yeah, sure," Jay answers, carefully taking sideway steps so as not to turn around and see me half naked. He grabs the pyjamas and heads back to the door. "Here, I will hold them out to you," he says with an outstretched arm.

I think it is sweet that he respects my privacy and does not just turn around to look. I walk up to him, still clutching the t-shirt to my chest.

"You don't have to be ashamed of your body though, Ri." Although I cannot see his face, I know he is smiling and it makes me blush.

I grab the clothes from his hand and walk over to the sofa again, putting the t-shirt next to the trousers.

"Has anyone ever made you feel uncomfortable? Or made you feel ashamed of your body or anything like that?" Jay asks carefully.

"No," I reply, pulling on my pyjama shorts.

"Has anyone ever seen you ... you know what I mean ... before?"

"No, I've never been in a relationship before," I answer honestly.

"But you've been kissed before, haven't you?" Jay turns around, clearly surprised and definitely forgetting not to look. I have not got my shirt on yet. And I'm just about to take my bra off when he turns.

"Yeah, tons," I joke.

"I'm being serious, Ri," Jay is now standing just a few inches away from me, eying me closely. "If I had known, I wouldn't have..."

"... just kissed me?" I finish his sentence, a little offended. "What does it matter, if I have kissed someone before or not?"

"No, that's not what I meant. I just meant that I would have... I don't know... handled the situation differently... gone slower or something," Jay tries to find the right words, but seems to realise that he is making it worse.

I turn around and am just about to head to the bathroom, clearly pissed off at him for being such an ass, when he grabs my arm and pulls me back to him. My face is close to his and I can feel his warm body through his t-shirt.

"I didn't mean to offend you. It's just that I really like you and I don't want to scare you off by going too fast," he whispers.

Gently, his face moves closer to mine, our foreheads touching again.

"So, you like me a lot?" I whisper, smirking.

Jay's face lights up. "Yeah, I do." Then he leans in all the way, and we kiss. The feeling is so intense and I can feel the butterflies in my stomach.

"Just let me know if you feel uncomfortable or if the pace is too fast for you and we'll stop right away, okay", he says between kisses. I nod but am distracted by his lips touching mine.

Before I know what is happening, we are lying in bed, still kissing passionately. My head is hovering over his and my hair is falling all around his head, but he does not seem to mind at all.

His hand is on the side of my neck, gently pulling me closer to him. I slowly take his hand and slide it further down my body, until it is just a few inches above my chest. Jay stops and looks at me, his eyes sparkling. "Are you sure? We don't need to rush things," he whispers. But I nod, smiling, reassuring him that I really am ready for the next step. Without further hesitation, his hand slides to my bra and I can feel him wanting more. I can understand how he feels, I want the same thing. It is as if I have never wanted anything in my life as much as I want him right now. At this exact moment he is all I can think about and his touch is all I want. I continue to run his hand down to my back to where my bra buckle is. I motion for him to undo it. Before he does, he looks at me with eyes that ask if I am really sure about this decision. I smile and he unbuckles my bra. He carefully slides the bra straps down my arms, until my upper body is completely exposed. He quickly pulls his shirt over his head, exposing his body as well and giving me the comfort of not having anything one at the top. I look down at his beautiful body. He takes my hand and lets it rest on his upper body. His skin feels smooth and I like that he has a bit of a six pack, but not as strong as those macho men who love themselves and think their body is the sexiest thing in the world. Jay is not like that. He does not flaunt his body or think he is hotter than most other men. I really like that about him. He is just himself and has a hot body as a bonus, but definitely not being his intention.

But we do not stop there. After assuring him that I am one hundred percent ready, we go all the way. It is the most amazing experience I have ever had in my entire life. It is a night I will never ever forget.