I See London

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I jerked away from Hugh. Mya stood behind me, a grin on her face.

“We’re about to go. Do you need a ride?”

I was a virgin. He was twenty-seven. And so obviously not a virgin. If we went back to Hugh’s place, he was going to want to pick up where we left off. And I doubted he would stop with a kiss. He was hot—and he was an amazing kisser—and I totally wasn’t ready for him.

I turned toward Hugh. “I’m really sorry, but I should go. I had a great time, though.”

“Don’t worry about it, babe.”

I was surprised at how easily he accepted it.

He pulled out a cell phone from his jacket pocket. “Why don’t you give me your number and we can go out to dinner sometime?”

Yes!

“Sure.” I struggled to keep my voice nonchalant. I pressed the number into his phone, struggling with the keys.

Hugh leaned back on the bench, his face flushed, his lips swollen. He looked every inch the satisfied male. Well, somewhat satisfied. “I’ll see you around, babe.”

I walked out of Babel, feeling as if I was walking on air.

As we gathered our stuff to leave, my gaze met Samir’s. He looked through me, turning to Fleur, not even bothering to speak English. He acted like I didn’t exist.

Was he judging me for making out with Hugh in the same spot I’d kissed him? A pang of guilt hit me. I’d never been that girl, never understood how girls could bounce from one guy to the next. I was the serious girl, the one who didn’t take things lightly, who didn’t do flings. I wanted a relationship—wanted something solid.