Plus One
she rolls her eyes, her tone full of sarcasm.
"No I'm not. It was just... different. The sex was nothing like I've experienced, it was as if my whole body was under a spell, the world was lost to us. His mother was in the other room so we had to be quiet and I swear it made it that much more intense," I justify, never admitting it out loud that I am terrified that I am indeed falling for Max.
"Yeah, you call it whatever you want, but that sounds like making love, not fucking," she clips. "Was he like a Coke can?" she asks with a raised brow, her tongue sticking out. Using her hands, she makes a shape of a Coke can.