“Only a little.â€? I whispered, leaning back against his shoulder and closing my eyes. When didn’t reply, I looked up at him. “Vince?â€?

“I heard you. I’ll get you some water in the room.â€? He said. I hadn’t noticed then that he had a strange look in his eyes. Or maybe he was just happy about the sex. I don’t know. I could never understand guys.

When we reached our floor, Vince led the way to the door at the end of the hallway. He pushed the room key in and held the door open for me.

“Water?â€? he asked once closing the door and going toward the little kitchen. I nodded, lying on the couch and kicking off my shoes. Vince poured me a glass and then sat down next to me on the couch. He started stroking my hair as I drank the water but after I had chugged the whole thing, he started kissing my neck.

“Not now.â€? I whispered, pushing at his shoulder.

“Yes.â€? He groaned. Vince grabbed the glass from my hand and set it on the coffee table. He started kissing me again.

“Vince, stop.â€?