"Did he at least try?" Drew asks.
"Why do you care if my ex-boyfriend was a good fuck?"
"'Cause I want the best for my best friend." He looks me in the eyes. "Was he at least good with his hands?"
"No," I say. "I don't know. I don't... do we have to talk about this?"
Drew is all steel and fire. He's dead set on hearing all the details so he can pick apart my intentions. God forbid I did something that wasn't in my best interests.
"Yes, we do." He grabs my hands. His voice gets warmer. "How do you not know if your ex-asshole was good with his hands?"
This time, I stare at the ceiling. It's a very plain beige color. "Because he didn't use them."
"He didn't get you off manually?"
"Oh my God. I'm so not discussing this." I reach for my phone but there's no one to call. Meg is at work. And even if she wasn't, she doesn't have a car. Sh
e can't pick me up and drive me far away and I don't trust anyone else enough to discuss this.
"Okay, fine. Just answer yes or no," he says.
"Do I have to?"
"Yes," he says. "See. It's easy."
Drew drags his fingertip under my chin and tilts me so we're eye to eye. I try not to meet his gaze, but I can't help it. He has such piercing eyes. They make me melt.
"Did your ex-boyfriend use his hands—"
"No."
"His mouth?"
"No."
"And you allowed this because?"
"That's not a yes or no question." I take a step back.
"Why did you put up with that?"
"We both preferred it that way."
He stops dead in his tracks. "You don't... you're going to have to explain this to me."
"No, I'm not. It's none of your business, actually."
He stares at me with that same penetrating gaze. "If you don't explain it, I'm going to have to spend the entire night wondering."
"So spend the entire night wondering."
I turn and make for the exit. The mall is open for another half hour or so. I can disappear somewhere there, away from these questions that are so not Drew's business.
He catches up to me quickly. He grabs my wrist and pulls me back toward him. "Can I at least ask why?"
"No."
"Okay." He pulls me back into the store. He turns around so we're face to face. He stares at me like I'm a crazy person. "Have you ever?"