Lou sighed again. “You know what helps with a worried mind? Sex.” I choked on air, letting out a garbled half cough, half gasp. Iris clapped me on the back. “What did she say?” “Lou just said I should have sex,” I rasped, coughing into my elbow. “You cannot be serious.” “Oh, come on, don’t be a prude.” Lou let out a light chuckle. “There’s nothing more definitive in a relationship than the first big O.”
