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"That's what's known as a double entendre. We were talking about wine, but the conversation could have easily been about your time in your bed with your mates." Heat flared through my cheeks. "Do people really talk about sex like that? Just out in the open?" She nodded. "Some more than others. Some more tawdry or trashy than others. But yes, sex is a common conversation among humans. Of both genders." Drace came back over, a wan smile on her face. "Remind me to never drink tequila again." Her flowing accent was gone. She rubbed a hand over her belly. "Now I need some food to sop up whatever's left in there." She chuckled. "And it isn't much."

"It's not that you don't want it, it's just that you don't want it with her, that's just the truth," Caleb said, Rafael couldn't deny it. "See, you didn't deny it," "Can we not talk about women into the new year because we both know we are bad at it," Rafael said not wanting the last conversation for the year to be about the area he flopped. "Sure, there are many more things to talk about," Caleb agreed and they spent the rest of the day talking about everything and anything except women...

The air is very thick. Maya's cheeks and ears felt a little hot. When the two of them were discussing "remuneration" just now, they were going back and forth, and the conversation was very interesting. Yet when this moment really comes, they just stare at each other as if forgot how to talk.

“Huh? What are you talking about?” ***

Boys from my group are enjoying the whole scene. Professor again says " Tell me what you guys were talking about or else tell me what I was saying." We three were looking down without saying anything.

"I don't want to talk right now. I'm busy." "It's about Velma." His voice depleted by a notch. "So, it's important."

He’s not brought it up to me once unlike Jen who has brought it up maybe five times a day if not more. With our hot dogs in hand, we walk back to the rock where we left Greg and Chase having their discussion. If that’s what you want to call it. When we get closer, we see that they have stopped talking and are looking for us. I look at both of them as we approach to see if there were any punches thrown and blood drawn, luckily enough it didn’t get physical in our absence.

Could they be planning something? Something big?