Lila's POV 

      The question had slipped out before I could properly think about it and now I felt stupid. Who asked a man what are we right after sex?

And worse, my best friend. I felt his arm tense beneath me. I wanted to apologise or laugh it off as one of my jokes but my tongue suddenly felt tied. I couldn't say another word. 

One part of me hoped he would laugh or better still confess his undying love and devotion but the room was filled with silence. The silence was so loud it threatened to drown. 

I felt his arm move beneath me and then he finally rolled...