Chapter 12
Down Penn’s elevator, three buildings over, and up another elevator was the distance between our two places, and it felt like miles. I wasn’t sure if anyone noticed me, the girl struck dumb, as I stumbled around in last night’s clothes. France wasn’t prudish like America, but still, I was sure I was a sight.
Amy came running out of her bedroom as soon as she heard me enter the apartment. “Oh my gawd!” she squealed. “You were gone all night. All night! I know what that means. Did it happen? Huh? Did it?”
“Yep,” I said, gritting my teeth. “It happened.”
“Oh no, honey, was it…bad?”
I laughed a slightly hysterical thing. “Bad? No. No, it wasn’t bad at all.”
“Okay, I’m hearing your words, but you seem to be saying something else. What happened?”
She followed me back to my room
