15
Vance
She’s covering herself like I just groped her without her permission and with all the blood in my body heading south away from my brain it takes me a minute to try to catch up. “Layla?”
Her forehead falls to her knees and she mumbles something I can’t understand.
“Do you want to look at me when you say that so I can understand what’s happening here?”
She peeks one eye up and then rests her chin on her knees. “I’m not what you’re used to… what you’re expecting.”
“What are you talking about?” Then it occurs to me. “Oh.” I wave my hand up in the air. “Hey, we don’t have to do anything. Am I pushing you too fast?”
Her shoulders lose all stiffness and she shakes her head. “No. That’s not what I meant.”
I run a hand through my hair. “You’ve lost me.”
She blows out a stream of a
