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“I still don’t understand why you pulled over,” she says with a pout.
I’m going to have to tell her. But how?
Hey, Ames, I’m a virgin?
Or at least I was one until the other night.
“It was either that or embarrass the fuck out of myself when I came in my pants,” I admit.
“Really?”
“Fuck, are you excited by that idea?” I ask.
She sounds like she is.
“Maybe a little?” The sheepish grin on her face could be a little less fake, given the satisfaction that glimmers in her eyes.
This woman is going to be the death of me, but I can’t help but chuckle at her reaction.
“Christ, how did I get myself into this situation?”
“What situation?” she asks. “If you’re talking about parking, it’s like in high school. Well, maybe a little harder since I’m not as flexible as I once was. But I’m game if you are.” She starts to climb into the back seat, and I stop her.
“I didn’t.” Fuck, why did she have to use the word flexible? Now all sorts of images are burning into my imagination faster than I can kick them out.
“Didn’t what?”
“Didn’t park in high school.” Get to the point, dipshit. “Ames, I need to tell you something.”
“Okay.” She looks at me expectantly.
Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath in and let it out. “I’ve never had sex before.”
“You’ve never…Wait, you’re a virgin?” She practically shrieks that last part.
I wince at the sound, but nod. “Yeah.”
“How is that possible?” She motions to me.
“What?”
“Looking like you do, and add in that you’re a nice guy who willingly watches rom-coms?”
The fact that I can still find amusement in this conversation is comforting.
“Thanks, I think? Regardless, I’m still a virgin…or I was one until the other night, I guess.”
“Oh my god, I took your V-card?” Her eyes widen. “Great, just great, Amelia. Way to go. Steal your friend’s virtue when you’re both so drunk that neither of you remembers a damn thing.”
“Christ. You did not steal my virtue. I’m not some regency era heroine.”
“And here I was with my hand all up—well, you know where my hand was,” she mutters.
“I know where both your hands were,” I say.
“Oh my god,” she groans. “You’re a mostly virgin, and I’m over here trying to get myself off like some—”
“Stop right there.” Whatever she was going to call herself, I’m not interested in hearing it. “It wasn’t like I was pushing you away.”
