Zain POV
Scarlet’s still curled in her chair, but I can see the shift in her face. That little flicker of guilt that always shows up when she overthinks a joke for half a second too long.
She pulls her sleeves down over her hands, glancing at me. “Sorry. I didn’t mean it like… badly.”
I wave her off immediately. “You have nothing to apologize for. Seriously.” All she was doing was trying to explain how it felt to her, soft, gentle, if what her view of s*x was is different of course she's confused.
Liam nods too, chewing casually like he isn’t watching both of us like it’s a tennis match. “We asked. You answered.”
Scarlet hesitates, then sighs. “It’s just… after seeing you two together, by accident, obviously, and after watching gay p*rn for research, and the books I read, I guess I bu
