“I’ve been tested, by the way.” My heart rate spikes. “No STDs. I’m negative.” If looks could kill, Lo is definitely trying to murder me. “Is this your way of telling me you’re thinking of having sex with my daughter? Because A. Did not want to know that because now I want to throw you out of my car, and B. She should be the most chaste person in your fucking head. You’re supposed to be waiting. And if it were up to me, you’d be waiting for eternity.” I already fucked your daughter.
