She made a flustered little sound, of course he had been plenty patient with her, had never pushed her, but she still wasn't ready, as much as she wanted to be, she just wasn't. She was more frustrated with herself than she was with him but she wasn't going to have this conversation with him right now, not in front of all these frat boys, not while drunk on tequila.

"Fuck," she said frustrated. "I don't know, just... fuck off," she turned away, shoving a giant frat boy out of the way. "You fuck off too," she growled at the guy who had looked like he would say something to her.