She looked so vulnerable again; I couldn't help but hug her. It dawned on me then that I couldn't just end my physical relationship with her. Not then, and probably not soon. That would constitute the sort of harsh psychological rejection from which she might never recover. I couldn't say that I loved her, but I cared about her too much to hurt her like that.
Hell, who am I kidding? At eighteen, I had fallen in love with my teacher.
I was still crazy about Trina, though. Thinking about her made me glance at the bedroom clock. I looked back at Lisa, smiled at her, and kissed her again.
"We will definitely be doing this again," I reassured her. I felt her relax in my arms at that. "We should definitely set some boundaries, though, don't you think?"
She misunderstood me.
"I don't mind if
