Confessions of an Alleged Good Girl

by Joya Goffney

I don’t know what it is about him, but he has a tendency to make me forget the reasons I hesitate. He makes me lose all regret.

He didn’t need an explanation after I said no. He didn’t put me in a situation where I had to repeatedly reject him—I didn’t expect to be so wildly turned on by that.

“I hope they give you more room than they gave me, but if they don’t . . . fucking run. Okay? It’ll be the best decision you ever make. I promise.”