I blink. “Yeah? What’s that?”
He tilts his head, eyes glinting. “The s*x lessons you mentioned that one night.”
I feel my cheeks heat up. “We… we didn’t?”
He looks at me, and that half-smile of his says he knows exactly what he’s doing.
I glance toward the door, reminding myself that Allie went to the night library. She’s not here. It’s just us.
“You wanted to learn a lot, didn’t you?” he asks.
“Uh-huh,” I mumble, suddenly very aware of how close we’re sitting.
He chuckles, clearly enjoying how flustered I am. “Guess we got a little too busy studying.”
“Yeah.” The room suddenly feels warmer. “And then… there were other things.”
“Other things,” he repeats. The silence stretches, and the way his eyes move over me makes my pulse skip.
He leans back slightly, watching me. “What do
