“This dating thing is going well, right?” I ask. “You tell me.” “It is,” I say with confidence. “So now I think it’s time we have sex.” Rigger chokes on his own spit. “You gotta start warning me before you say shit like that.” “I don’t know how else to say it. Danielle told me I need to be open and honest about it.” His face is beet red. “Yeah, but maybe clue me in before you drop the bomb.”
