"It won't change anything." Instead of taking my phone, she simply glanced at its screen. "I just needed your username... I'm willing to pay."

"What? No, you don't have to—"

Distracted, she tapped away at her own phone. "I've told you multiple times, you can just get Scope stuff from my closet... But you still order from our website 'cause you wanna support us. This is the same thing."

Clothes and pay-per-view porn were worlds apart. She was tripping. "It's not."

"It really is though." Her blue eyes locked on my face. She tilted her head to the side and stared right at me. Her look wasn't one I could...