“Let me.” It takes a minute to grasp what he’s proposing, and a nervous laugh escapes. “Excuse me?” “Let me show you what it’s like. We’re both high, it doesn’t have to mean anything.” He can’t be serious. “No way.” I giggle again, shaking my head. “What are you afraid of?” “I just got out of—” “He’s got nothing to do with it. This is only me and you. That’s it. It’s just sex.”
