“So are you going to f**k him?”
“Megan!” I yelped.
“What? I’ve seen how you have been drooling over him in class.”
I felt my face start to redden as I could feel the stares drawn by our conversation.
“Ok, but just keep your voice down,” I said.
“Ok as in you are planning to f**k him?” Megan asked.
“No,” I quipped, trying to hide my defensive tone but unable to hide my pale skin getting redder. Of course the idea had crossed my mind. But I’m just not that kind of girl.
“So then what are you two going to do?”
“I invited him over to watch movies at our apartment.” Megan and I were roommates.
Megan just chuckled. “Ok. Let me get this straight. So the star forward for our college hockey team asks you out on a date and you propose for the two of you to… watch movies in our apartment?”
