Chapter Seven

"Saira?" He called.

"Not everyone can be everyone's type." She said. "You're not my type either."

"What's your type?" He asked.

"My type of guy doesn't have to be handsome. He should be funny, thoughtful and kind." She shrugged.

"None of which he was." Ethan thought.

"What's your type?" Saira questioned.

"Just...a girl who's very experienced in bed so I don't have to teach her what to do."

Saira frowned. "A... Sleep buddy?"

"I hate cuddling after sex." Ethan scoffed. "So more precisely a... fuck buddy."

"You're vile." She blurted out.

Ethan laughed out loud. "I've been called worse." He told her. "But you do know that opposite sides attract, right?"

"Our poles are so far apart that we can't ever attract." She said in a cocky voice. "You're way too experienced for my liking."

"That's a bad thing?" He arched an amused brow.

"Of course. I want to be able to learn with my boyfriend if I eventually give myself to him. If he were over experienced, I'd bore him pretty quick." She answered