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“Yes... I need to tell you something.”
“At this exact moment?”
“Yes...”
“Okay.” He sets the condom on the desk. “I’m listening.”
“Well, it’s kind of hard.”
“It’s very hard.” He glances at his cock, then back at me.
My cheeks flush red, but I don’t break.
“So, I’ve done this before with a few boyfriends—and a few other things too?—”
“I can assure you I don’t give a single fuck about your dating history, Scarlett...”
“I’ve never had full-blown sex before, though.” The words rush from my mouth. “It’s gotten close, but I always panic—like stage fright or something—so I...”
He blinks.
“I just thought you should know,” I say. “Sex with you will be my first time.”
“So, on top of everything else we just attempted to sort out—all of your piecemeal bullshit that somehow keeps getting worse and worse…” He speaks slowly. “You’re a virgin?”
I nod. “But it doesn’t change anything between us. I do want to have sex with you—right now—and I know I won’t regret it.”
“Okay.” He steps back and pulls up his pants. He zips them up and stuffs the condom into his pocket.
He grabs his blazer from the chair and strolls out of the room without ever looking back.
And he doesn’t return.
DISCOVERY (N.):
A PHASE OF PRETRIAL PROCEDURE IN A LAWSUIT IN WHICH EACH PARTY, THROUGH THE LAW OF CIVIL PROCEDURE, CAN OBTAIN EVIDENCE FROM OTHER PARTIES.
JAMESON
Why the hell didn’t I see this shit before?
I should’ve known from the moment her crazy ass jumped into my car and lied to whoever she was talking to on the phone that she deserved to be persona non grata.
That whatever attraction we had for each other would end in tears.
Hers, not mine.
I’m usually willing to look past someone’s secrets since no one is perfect, but the virgin shit is a bridge too fucking far and it drives my entire list off a cliff.
Twenty years old.
College student.
Very impressive liar. (I actually admire that.)
Virgin.
VIRGIN.
