MA L L O R Y
“It was just sex.” Those words came out from my mouth truthfully, because it was. What I had with Alistair in Lisbon was just a one-off thing, a night stand at best. I convinced my childhood best friends, as I added, “The encounter that I had with Alistair was meant to be a quick fling, I was lonely and needed some diversion, and I was horny that I needed to release the stress inside my body, and he was conveniently there. That was it. Nothing more than a moment of pleasure. It was not meant to be anything serious or deep, and it should just be left in Lisbon.”
“My God, Mal” Max chirped as he chuckled under his breath, “He obviously thinks that you are cute; we are no longer kids. Whether it is a fantasy or just a one-night fling, he clearly likes you. He even followed you t
