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“It scared me.”
“Did not.”
“I was sixteen.”
“And…”
“And you thought it would be funny to pop some popcorn and watch porn.”
He shrugs. “It was.”
“No,” I argue. “It was not.”
“We had sex that night.” He smiles. “And that was my master plan.”
“That had nothing to do with the porn.”
“It hadeverythingto do with the porn.”
“Tyler, stop avoiding the question.”
He reaches over and grabs my knee, squeezing it, and I don’t want him to move his hand. “Not avoiding, just reminiscing.”
“Do you like doing it?”
Exhaling, he shrugs. “Sure.”
“Sure?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“That’s not a very enthusiastic answer,” I say with a slight laugh, glancing down at his hand still resting on my leg.
“Yeah, not meant to be.”
Now his thumb is rubbing over the bottom of my thigh. I should probably move it…but I don’t. I roll my eyes. “So,sure, you like that you legally get paid money to have an orgasm? Just sure?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Tyler, come on.”
He exhales. “Why do you care?”
“Just trying to understandwhyyou do it.”
“Why not?”
“Not just anyone wants to be a porn star.”
“I just kind of fell into it.”
I don’t know what I want from him, but I want more of an answer. I want him to tell me he loves it or hates it, something other than sure because you can’t have a job like that and just be indifferent about it—and his hand isstillon my thigh, just sitting there like that’s where it belongs.
I sigh. “We used to tell each other everything. You told me you pissed the bed when you were seven, and,” I cover my mouth trying to stifle the laugh at the memory of what I’m about to say. “And let’s not forget that time our Junior year after prom when we were all at the lake house and you got so drunk you peed in the bed. I’ll never forget that. You woke up and started patting around on the mattress, looking up at the ceiling.” The laugh comes out full force. He doesn’t look amused. “You asked if there was a leak. I mean, you pissed in the bed with me, and you won’t tell me that you like being a porn star?”
“It’s just a job,” he says. “That’s it.”
“That’s it?”
