Let me get someone to drive you home, I say before my fucked-up mind thinks of a million ways I could violate her tonight. I'm buzzed from alcohol and high, too. When I have sex with this girl, I want all my faculties.She purses her lips and pouts like a kid. No. I don't want to go home. Anywhere but home.Oh, man.I'm in trouble. She looks up at me, her eyes in the moonlight sparking like rare, expensive jewels. Colin thinks I want you, you know. He says our bickering is foreplay.Is it? I ask, holding my breath to hear her response. Please, please let me remember the answer in the morning.
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