It’s hard for me to concentrate with Cal standing so close to me. I feel like all I can smell is him, and all I can hear is my blood moving through my veins. ”I’m not a virgin,” I tell him.

Cal leans his shoulder against the tile, still somehow surrounding me with his long legs and his arms are on either side me as he holds a washcloth. ”You don’t strike me as the fuck ‘em and leave ‘em type, Lo. No boyfriend? Not the captain of ...