Scarlet POV
I’m still not sure about this. Not because I don’t trust Zain. That’s never been the problem. It’s that for me, the club wasn’t just some wild idea. It was a step. A means to an end. A place where I could gain experience, understand what I liked, and learn without feeling like I was being judged or falling behind.
Zain is still staring at me like I’ve just confessed to being an alien from another planet. I’m not. I’m just someone who’s been in her head too long. Sure, I could go the traditional route. Date someone. Learn that way. But I know myself. I’d overthink every moment. I’d freeze every time someone touched me, too focused on everything I hadn’t done yet.
The truth is, depending on the guy, I might not even get the chance to learn. Some won’t have the patience. Others
