"What do you mean?" I say, struggling up into a sitting position. The shirt falls down into my lap, revealing my breasts again, but I don't care. "I want this. I...I'm enjoying it."

"That doesn't mean it's the right thing to do." Alex seems to be looking everywhere but at me. "I'm sorry, Mae. I shouldn't have let it get this far. I didn't think... I guess I just assumed you would have stopped me long ago."

"I didn't want to stop," I say. "I don't want to stop." In ...