Sibel
“What is the difference between sexuality and love?”
His gaze was fiery. I couldn't breathe in the car. Stupid Sibel, you're stupid, girl. He cleared his throat. I was watching him intently.
“Sibel, what are you up to again?”
He was looking at my face and body. He had raised one eyebrow. I was taking deep breaths. It had gotten very hot. I couldn't breathe here. Still, I straightened my shoulders. I brought this on myself, after all.
“I want to know. Someone told me I don't know the difference between the two. So I decided to learn.”
“Who was that someone? Does your brother know?”
“My brother is so busy chasing everything that moves, he wouldn't notice me.”
“You're treading in dangerous waters, Sibel. You'll get into trouble.”
“My head, whether it gets into trouble or not, i
