“About the other night…”
“What about it? Thought is was pretty great.”
“I can’t… do that… again.”
“Why? You don’t like me now? It wasn’t good for you?”
“No! I really liked it when… you know…”
“I ate your cunt?”
“Please…”
“And you ate mine?”
“Okay, yes! Alright? But I’m fucking getting married in a month!”
“So?”
“He’d murder me if he found out! Or his family. Or mine.”
“You know I can keep a secret.”
“No! It’s over! Done!”
I shrug, pack up my laptop, grab my coffee and head out, wondering if I should have mentioned the video.
