It’s technically not why I have it, more so why I haven’t ever gotten rid of it, but I’m not sure making that distinction right now would help my case.“None of those women mean anything to me, Olivia.”“I got so wrapped up in you last night, lost so much control, that we didn’t think to wear a condom. That’s so reckless.”I rub at my neck. “I don’t have girls here, Olivia. Ever. I wasn’t lying.” Maybe it’s a piss-poor excuse, but I don’t have a single condom stashed in the house. The condo, sure, drawers full. I do keep one in my wallet, but that was stored down here in the entryway table, and in the heat of the moment… “Are you not on the pill?” Fuck. Didn’t I ask her this?“I’m on the pill, but…” She trails off as her gaze settles on the lump between my legs.“I’m clean,” I whisper. If I sound defeated, it’s because I fucking am. She’s never going to get over my past. “That’s the first time I…” First time I went in bare, but I don’t finish that thought out loud. “I get tested.” My
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