“You should have said something.” His voice is controlled, but he’s shaking. I can feel his heart hammering away beneath his ribcage again, just like the night of the party, sitting on top of the Charger. “You shouldn’t—I shouldn’t—” he says, correcting himself, but I cut him off. “Don’t. Please don’t. Just kiss me, for god’s sake. You’re making it weird.” “Carrie. This is not how you’re supposed to lose your fucking virginity!”
