The rest of the day goes great. I finally feel more comfortable but still nervous about the whole s*x thing. I get ready for bed, going into the bathroom to put on my nightgown and brush my teeth. When I walk into the bedroom, Arlo is already in bed, sitting up and looking at his phone. I get into bed and lie down, my heart beating a little faster.
"Maisie, we need to talk," Arlo says, putting his phone down.
My heart drops. s**t, what does he want to talk about? I turn to him, trying to keep my expression neutral. He gives me a look, and I immediately know Thomas f*****g told him about the porn. I feel a sense of panic rising in my chest.
Arlo takes a deep breath and speaks in a calm voice. "Maisie, I don’t want you to think I am going to force myself on you or anything like that. I
