Page 10 of Truth Or Dare
“I did it,” I blurt out, and squeeze my eyes closed, bracing for his reaction.
“Did what?” Chris asks, his hand on my back stilling. “You mean you watched the new Channing Tatum movie without me? Because I’m kinda glad. Ireallydon’t get what you see in him.”
I let out a laugh, because first of all, he’ssowrong. “No. Not that,” I say, lifting my head to meet his eyes, and swallow down the nerves, shaking my head. “I… I lost my virginity.”
Chris freezes, his eyes widening in surprise, and for a moment, neither of us moves. “You…” He swallows hard. “You did?”
“Yeah,” I confirm quietly.
“When?” Chris asks, his voice slightly strained.
“A few weeks ago.”
“A few…” He closes his eyes briefly, a heavy sigh escaping him. “With who?”
I twist out of his hold, sitting up in bed, suddenly feeling defensive. “Why are you acting so weird?”
“I’m not,” he insists, sitting up beside me. “I just…” He runs a hand through his hair, tugging at the strands, clearly struggling for words. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Why have you been avoiding me?”
His eyes widen a little in surprise. “What?”
“You haven’t been over in weeks, Chris,” I point out, my eyes dropping to my lap when he swallows harshly. “When could I have told you?”
“I don’t know,” he replies with a shrug. “At school.”
“This isn’t the sort of thing I blurt out between classes. I wanted to talk to you,” I admit quietly.
His eyes meet mine, and I can’t figure out his expression. I hate not knowing what he’s thinking. “Who was it with?” he asks.
“Andrew.”
Chris lets out a scoff, arching a brow at me. “Seriously?”
“Hey,” I chuckle, tossing a pillow at him.
He laughs when it hits his chest. “I mean… you could have done better.”
“Yeah,” I say with a sigh, lying back on Chris’s chest and look up at the ceiling.
“How was it? Was it everything you wanted it to be?” he asks.
I twist my head to look at him, raising an eyebrow. “You really want to know?” Chris is acting weird about this whole situation, and I can’t figure out why.
“Sure,” he says with a sigh. “Why not?”
“It was…” I trail off, wrinkling my nose as I think back on it. “Weird.”
“Weird?” Chris quirks an eyebrow, an amused look in his eyes.
I nod against him, feeling a flush of embarrassment creeping up my cheeks. “Yeah. He was just so stiff, and smelled like cheese.”
Chris’s chest shakes with laughter. “Sounds like a night to remember,” he says, the laughter slowly dying down as a thoughtful silence settles between us. “Do you regret it?” he finally asks after a few minutes.
“I guess it’s too early to tell,” I admit, a shrug lifting my shoulder. Andrew wasn’t exactly the best, but we were both pretty nervous. I wonder if anyone actually enjoys their first time. Maybe if I waited for someone I really cared about, it would’ve been different. But right now, I can’t think of anyone I really like. Not like—
Interrupting my thoughts, I turn my head to meet Chris’ gaze. “What about you?”
