“That"s not good.” Uncertain how to respond, Amalia found herself suddenly more frightened about the things she knew little of. “Should I be concerned?”
Jonah pushed the covers away and turned toward Amalia. “I haven"t been with many women before. You don"t need to worry about catching anything from me.” After leaning over to kiss her lips, he slid out of bed and traipsed to the bathroom. “I assume I have nothing to worry about either?”
She ran her fingers through her hair, collecting as much as her hands could hold, and tossed it behind her shoulders. “I"m not taking birth control pills. I mean, I know about them. But I… I wasn"t allowed to when my mother took me to the doctor back home.”
“I"m not talking about you getting pregnant. At least I"m not worried about that happening.” Jonah
