Anastasia's Pov

　　I can still feel Ryan's eyes on me, circling, pursuing. My stomach tightens with anxiety and my mouth goes dry, yet I continue walking away from him, with the fastest steps I can manage without actually running across the lawn.

　　I don't dare look back at him, no matter how much my body yearns for it, no matter how much my heart wants to see him. I won't allow myself that shame, won't allow Ryan to discover that I've never kissed anyone, that I'm ...