Travis Blake felt uneasy when Hailey touched him, though he couldn’t deny that there was something unique about her.

The vein on his forehead twitched. That night, she had pinched his face as soon as she got close. How could a virgin like her be so bold?

He slapped her hand away, his expression indifferent, hoping she’d understand his unspoken message. But Hailey, drunk and emboldened, reached for him again.

“Don’t be so stingy, let me squeeze just a little more. It’s not like ...