Page 88 of Breaking the Rules
"Well, it's not like I had a virginity to lose at that point."
"Oh?" I turn onto the main drag.
"Oh?" Her hearty laugh fills the car. "Is that supposed to convince me you're all cool and collected when it comes to my sex life."
"We're two people talking."
"I'm still waiting for the lecture."
"On Vanilla Latte?"
Her lips curl into a smile. "Vanilla Latte?"
"That's what he ordered, isn't it?"
"How do you know?"
"Lucky guess."
"You're a snob."
I shrug. "So are you."
Her smile spreads a little wider.
I nodyou are.
She motionsa little.
Fuck, the look on her face. Her expression is easy. Joyful.
I want that.
All of it.
I like her, yeah.
But it doesn't have to be sexual.
I can make her feel good without making her come.
I can be her friend.
I can get close without touching her.
I tease her. "Does he have any idea what he's getting into?"
"You're supposed to be worried about me, not him."
I am. But I can't let her know that or she'll get into trouble just to annoy me.
I was the same way when I was her age.
"You seem like you can handle yourself," I say.
Her gaze flits to the mirror. "Mostly."
"If you can't, call me."
