“I’m horny,” I blurt, deciding I’d rather not lie. What’s the point? He sees through it anyway. His gray irises latch onto mine for a few beats. I expected him to laugh, but he just stares at me. “What? Is that so alarming to you? Is it because I’m a woman? I’m twenty-two, and I swear I’m almost at the point where I’d fuck anyone just to try it out.” He groans now, hands back on his face. “Bailey.”
