“What the hell does that mean?”
“No idea. He didn’t exactly elaborate.” I stare into my glass. “He was too busy grinding me against a tree.”
Jillian chokes on her wine. “Excuse me?”
“Yeah.” I can feel the heat creeping up my neck. “It got a little wild.”
She sets her wine down and drags my hands into her lap. “Sunshine, this is all getting a little wild. I’m worried for you.”
I pull my knees up to my chest. The sweats are soft and familiar, but they can’t quite swaddle away the chill that’s settled into my bones. “I know how it sounds, trust me. But I feel like I’m going crazy, Jill. When he touches me, I just… I can’t think straight. It’s like my brain goes offline.”
“That’s called being horny, babe. It’s not a legal defense.”
“Well, yes, fair. But it’s more than that.” I pick at a
