Normally, I’d be in the thick of that, tangled up in one or two girls ’cause I liked the feel of them, they liked the sight of me, and therefore, I usually got the pick of the litter. Not tonight. It wasn’t easy stayin’ away. I got the pouty looks, the trailin’ hands, and whispered invitations, but I stayed free of them. Lila and I hadn’t talked about… exclusivity.
Im sorry but fuck that
