Chapitre 31: Chapter 31 Letter M

Forrest's POV

"THERE'S NO such thing as just sex for you, Forrest! You know that. You don't just screw around. You are not the type of man who sleeps around because if you are, we probably slept together a long time ago."

I held her hand. My hope skyrocketed. "What did you just say?"

She lifted her gaze full of pain, and my heart sunk to my stomach that I was the cause of it. "I like you since— well, since. Never mind. It doesn't matter anymore. I know I am not your type. Until now I can't find the right answer as to why we ended up in bed. We both are two different persons, Forrest, yet it doesn't matter to me. It's just, what is happening between us feels right, and it feels anything less than perfect when I am with you."