Warren took her in. Admiring the view she represented. He slowly peeled off his own shirt. It revealed his scarred chest, but he didnt care. He wanted her to know him, every inch of him. He admired her marble skin. It had a few imperfections. But it was perfect compared to his own scared body. He moved from the bed and pulled back the top covers. He then slowly shed his pants.<br/><br/>He was hesitant.... But only because he wasnt sure how far she wanted to take this.... He was just insecure after his failures before. His cat tried to soothe him... He wasnt sure what to do now.....