STELLA’s POV
“Red girl?” I asked frowning
Tyler took a deep breath before blowing it back out. “Yes. Red hair, red dress, red girl. I couldn’t get her off my mind since the first time I saw her. And that was also the last time.” He sighed. “I never got the chance to see her again.”
I froze. I hope what I was thinking was wrong. I hope he’s not the guy who brought me home when I was drunk. I hope he’s not the guy in Justin Miller’s apartment. Oh s**t! Justin’s his bestfriend!
No way! No f*****g way!
I thought of something to ask to change the topic. “Uh, Tyler… what’s it like? For boys?”
“Huh?”
“I mean, s*x. How do you feel when you have s*x with someone?”
He got up and leaned against the headboard, rubbing his chin with his thumb. “I don’t know, it was amazing. Bu
