“Sorry, I'm just afraid I'll have a sneezing fit, or my throat will close up and I'll die without air. Anyway,thanks for today. You were very insightful in your questions.”
“I think I've read a lot of investigation books in my life; you end up getting the hang of it. But there's nothing to thank me for. It was also for me that I did this. They set you up, but I was also involved.”
“Yeah, I know. I'm sorry about that. You got caught up in all this trouble of having to pretend to be my fiancée and everything.”
She glared at me, looking irritated, as if I had said something absurd.
“Do you really think this was my biggest upset? My life has been completely changed. When this is all over, you'll go back to being the same old bachelor. What about me?”
“What do you mean? You'll also go back to being the same single woman you were before.”
“It won't be the same again, because there are things that you can't go back to. I'll never be able to experience my first time with a guy the way I've always dreamed. I know you don't care about that kind of thing, but for a woman, the moment of losing her virginity truly is, important, and I can't even remember mine.”
For a moment, it was as if not a single word she said made any sense.
“Hey, wait... virginity?”
As if it were possible, her gaze towards me became even more horrified than before.
“How could you be so insensitive to be the first man in a woman's life and not even realize it?”
First man?
Wait... what was she talking about?
Absolutely nothing had happened between us. Didn't she remember that we had simply fallen asleep as soon as we got to the room?
I should have answered that right away, but I was still kind of in shock about the virginity part.
Camila was about to turn twenty-five and... was she still a virgin?
I don't think I've met a virgin since I finished high school.
And I always dismissed them all.
Taking a girl's virginity was a responsibility I never wanted for myself—especially knowing they wouldn’t get anything from me the next day. I ran from serious relationships like the devil runs from the cross, but still, I always played fair and never led anyone on.
My shock grew as she continued to speak, “Worse than not being able to remember my first time, is that I don't even remember if we used a condom. I need to take a pregnancy test, but I read on the packaging that the result isn't accurate in the first few days, so I'm waiting and freaking out more every day that passes. But what difference does it make to you? I won't even be the first woman you've gotten pregnant.”
It wouldn't have actually been the first, but just the idea of having to deal with another situation like the one I faced with Alice already sent a shiver through my entire body.
A bad chill. Very different from what I felt with the virginity part.
My God, a virgin!
“Anyway, none of it matters. See you tomorrow at the office, good night.”
She started to open the car door, but I stopped her, grabbing her by the arm. When she looked at me, I couldn’t resist the furious expression on her face—I ended up laughing.
It wasn’t out of spite. She just looked adorable like that. Especially because she was worked up over absolutely nothing.
“What are you laughing at? Did I say something funny?”
“You did. The possibility of you being pregnant was funny.”
“What's funny about that?”
“The funny thing is that there was no way that would be possible. With Leah, it was an accident where a condom broke, but it was an isolated case, because I always use condoms.”