I straighten up fast, slap my hand over his mouth, and give him a stern glare. I do not need him to remind me of what a shameless hoe I was and reliving the gory details of things I had never done with him before. Alcohol is the devil's juice for sure.

"Do not say it. Greta is going to kill me, and I can't have my excuse being that I snuck out with you to have crazy sex on your boat. I'm going to hell for what we did."

Jyeon snort laughs at my dramatics and pats me on the top of the head with a very sympathetic smile....