"Did you have s*x with Luke?" "Why is that your first question, Cearra?" I asked her on the phone while I dragged my duffel bag up the stairs.
Luke had just dropped me off at home and I was already on the phone with Cearra.
"Why isn't it yours?" her voice blared out through my headphones, "If a romantic weekend by the lake isn't enough for you to do some healthy banging, then I don't know what is."
"Healthy?"
"Everyone's got to clean their pipes. If I were you, I wouldn't even need that cabin. I'd do it in a bush for Luke f*cking-but-you-haven't-f*cked-him-yet Dawson."
We had a hot shower together, but it didn't lead to a home run.
"I am so scarred by this conversation," I said.
Luke and I have not been dating for that long. The peer pressure was starting to mount. No, I haven't sle
