When you’re young and beautiful, studying at a prestigious university full of cool guys, it seems like everything should be perfect in your personal life. Except there’s one problem.
I’m a log. The girl who promises, with her entire appearance and behavior, a hurricane in bed—but in reality, she doesn’t even hold up to a light breeze. Complete calm.
But something clearly changed since I started seeing him.
— “You turn me on,” I honestly tell the person I only know by a nickname and by voice.
—I hear that familiar warm smirk.
— “You turn yourself on. I’m just helping.”
Contains profanity.