“Want a drag?”
“No, thank you,” she shook her head as she slipped into her jacket and shoved her hands in her pocket. “I’m good.”
Britney chuckled. “Of course you are. I swear, there’s no one as innocent as you on the planet.”
The remark was so surprising and so absurd, that she couldn’t help scoffing out a laugh. “I’m sorry, but how in the world is that supposed to be a compliment?”
“Oh, come on!” Britney threw her hands up, a clear indication that she thought she was being more than reasonable. “I’ve seen people like you. There’s nothing wrong with being innocent and all that crap. If you’re not looking to get in bed with someone, I’d say that’s a blessing in disguise, you know? Not many people can pull it off, and that too with such elegance.”
“Wow, such elegance?” Riley looked up
