DON’T STOP
“But… who told you that? I don’t remember telling you anything like that.”
My eyes blinked fast. Heat rushed up my neck. I couldn’t say it. Couldn’t tell her Darrell had dropped that bomb right after he’d fucked me raw against the wall, cum still leaking out of me while he explained Gina had come out as lesbian and was in love with her “friend.” If I said his name, the whole disgusting truth would spill: the hotel, the shower, the couch, the toys, the anal, the way I’d screamed and come apart one last time before walking away forever. I could feel myself getting wet because of these unnecessary flashbacks now.
Lara waited, head cocked, looking genuinely bothered. “How did you know?”