Part 4 (1/2)
”Different from the guys I've already been with.”
”Different how?”
”Just different.”
”You're ducking the question.”
Was she?
Yes. She was. Be bold, you weenie.
”Okay, sorry. Different like ... I'd like to go out with a guy who's had completely different experiences from me. Like a guy who'll challenge me or drive me nuts sometimes. Somebody who doesn't always feel safe, but always feels interesting.”
”Huh.”
”You can't just say huh.' ”
”Oh. What I meant was, Huh, and here I thought you were going to talk about s.e.x.' ”
”You did?”
”I hoped. You're making me curious.”
”Why?”
”I'm a man, and you're pretty, plus you like me. You start talking about guys, and I start hoping I'm going to be able to work the conversation around to s.e.x.”
”You want to know about my-” She couldn't say s.e.x life. She didn't have a s.e.x life. ”-my personal life?”
”No. I just want you to talk about s.e.x, freely, for the next several hours.”
Amber laughed, a surprised bark. ”That's not going to happen.”
”d.a.m.n. Well, just tell me this, then. Are you a virgin?”
”That's none of your business.”
”You could tell me anyway.”
She could. Why not? She wanted to.
She took a deep breath. ”No. I'm not a virgin.”
He made a sound, a kind of grunting unh that she didn't know how to interpret.
”What does that mean? Was I supposed to be a virgin?”
”No. Yes. I have no idea.”
”Why do you sound like that?” Tight. Tense.
”You don't want to know.”
”I thought we were being honest. You made me say virgin' out loud, and now you won't talk to me?”
”I'm a guy. We're talking about s.e.x. Why do you think I sound like this?”
There was a direct question. Amber tried to figure out some sneaky way to avoid answering it, but she couldn't come up with one, so she just blurted out, ”You're excited?”
” Excited,' bunny?”
”You said you wouldn't call me bunny.' ”
”I'm getting hard. Not excited. Hard.”
”You're picking on me.”
”No, I'm not. I'm hitting on you. I really shouldn't, but I can't help it. I want to hear you say the word hard.' ”
”No.”
”Come on. Say it, and I'll stop calling you bunny.' ”
”I'm not saying the word.”
”Then I'm not going to stop.”
”I don't even know how we got on this subject.”
”Don't be coy. n.o.body likes coy.”
”I thought guys loved coy.”
”Just say it.”
Another deep breath. ”You're getting hard.”
And she was getting hot. So hot. Her cheeks, her throat, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and a deep pool of liquid heat between her legs. Holy cow.
”Wow,” he said.
”What wow'?”
”Say it again.”
”Once is all you get.”