I didn’t even think to use a fucking condom. What has she done to me? “What’s wrong?” she pants, a thin layer of moisture covering her face. “I don’t have a condom on!” I run my hands over my wet hair. “Oh,” she says calmly. “Oh? What do you mean, Oh?” “So put a condom on?” she suggests with a doe-eyed look. “That’s not the point!” I stand up in the tub. She doesn’t say anything. “If I hadn’t thought about it, you could have gotten pregnant.” She nods understandingly. “Okay, yeah, but you did remember.” Why is she so calm about this? She has this grand plan to move to Seattle—a baby would
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No it doesn't???
