I pulled her to me and we spooned under the covers, the now messy comforter piled over the corner. My fingers ran through her soft hair as I felt. "So if your parents did hear us, would they be mad?"
"I think I'd be more embarrassed. They were always very pragmatic about s*x. I got 'The Talk' before sixth grade, and my mom made me promise that if ever decided to, you know, to tell her so I could get on birth control."
"And did you?"
Aly laughed. "No. The first time I put my faith in a condom he'd stolen from his dad. I did ask to start birth control before college. She was good to her word. No judgment. But I haven't taken it since I met you."
"Aren't I special?"
Aly giggled. "No point now. How about you?"
I sighed. I really didn't want to talk about my parents right now. But maybe I
