“You can pretend all you want that I haven’t been inside you, but I refuse to.” She gapes at me, her eyes widening. “You did not just say that.” “I did. Don’t you think we’re a bit old for games?” “I’m not playing games, you ass. I just don’t see the point in talking about it. It’s a little late, Eli, don’t you think?” “We’re still breathing, and our hearts are still beating. So, no, I don’t think it’s too late.”
