Chapter 19

She choked on her coffee at his bluntness.

“Heck, no! I don’t…screw…people. I’m not a slapper!” Although in the back of her mind, the thought of doing it with Rob brought a very warm sensation to the pit of her body in a rather shameful way. She hoped it also made it clear to him that he would not get any time between her sheets.

“Look, Matt. I know, being Mr All-America, you’re all very forward and like to bedhop casually, but I’m a small-town girl, and this place is very old-fashioned. People don’t just screw around here like it’s nothing. Sex is a big deal!” She knew that was not entirely true, but taking the moral high ground was better than a straight-out refusal. She did not want to be overly cruel. He raised his eyebrows, laughing. Thick-skinned.

“You watch too many movies.” He finished his coffee with a large glug. “And sex is fun and doesn’t need to mean anything. Just two attractive people who get turned on by one another and like how it feels.” He winke