A pained little whine escaped her throat and she flopped back into the mattress. "Fuck." She swore into the pillow, before rolling over just enough to eyeball him. "Fuck, Gray! Really?"

Man, she just couldn't help but fuck things up, could she? Seventeen and she'd already slept with two guys. Within a week of one another, no less. Jesus, A-grade slut much?

She sighed and rolled onto her back; staring at the ceiling and pressed along his side. Well, he'd been inside her, what did it matter if she was wedged up against him now? "So, are you going to tell me what we did?"