"You didn't deny the girlfriend thing."
"You asking for details about last night?"
"Are you offering?"
Maybe. It feels weird. Wrong. I take a long sip. "You made the abstinence rule. You can pull it anytime."
She shakes her head.
"You have an end date in mind?"
She tilts her head to one side. "Uh… I'll know when it's time."
"Uh-huh."
"I will. It needs to be the right guy. Someone I actually like. And trust."
"Or when you're dripping wet, panting and needy from Kay's kinky book?" Dean slides onto the counter.
"I'm not reading Kaylee's dirty book." Leighton takes another sip. "And it's not that dirty."
"How do you know if you don't read it?" he asks.
"I skim over her shoulder." Her cheeks flush. "Like you wouldn't."
"Invading a young woman's privacy." Dean shakes his head. "Fucked-up shit." He looks to meright?
I nod. "Not as fucked-up as deflowering her in an alley."
"I do not need to hear this story again," Leighton says.
"You wanted details," I say.
"About you and Iris. Not about Kay. She's too innocent and cute—"
"You're into chicks now?" Dean's eyes perk. "Can I watch?"
"No. And hell no. But I'm not afraid to admit a woman is attractive," she says.
He shoots her a cutting look. "You think I'm afraid to point out a hot guy?"
"Maybe." She looks from him to me then back to him. "I don't hear you discussing it."
"When's it come up?" He presses his lips to one side, thinking. "Walker's hot."
"Yeah? You two ever experiment?" She presses her hands together. "Can I watch?"
"No. But you can watch me with anyone, Leigh." He winks at her.
"No, thank you," she says.
"How come you're always begging my boy for details?" Dean asks.
"I do not beg." She folds her arms. "And he gives good detail."
"And I don't?" Dean mocks poignant.
"No. You say shit like—" She drops her voice to imitate Dean. "Oh, her tits were so nice. It was awesome when she sucked me off."