WILLIAM
Silence sweeps over the room when I confess my feelings to Leena, and I’m left to wonder what she’s thinking. Have I shocked her with the confession or did she not hear it.
Assuming it’s the latter, I repeat myself. “I’ve developed feelings for you, Leena.”
She chuckles sarcastically. “I heard you the first time, William.”
I open my mouth to speak, but words elude me so I sigh instead.
“I’m sorry,” she says. “I just don’t know how to respond to that. I mean, how I should take such a confession if it comes right after a s****l encounter? It's sounds to me like you're only saying it because you've f****d me.”
I shake my head, and then facepalm. “Virgins.”
“What did you say?” she frowns.
“Virgins,” I repeat. “I hate a conversation after disvirgining a woman. It irritates me.”
