“You really think so?”
She closed her eyes, trying not to cry and failing. “I assumed. I didn’t think — I didn’t — ” She fought the words out. “I didn’t look any farther into you than the surface, because it’s not fair. You can’t do that to me. And I assumed, and I was wrong, and the last person who wanted to have sex with me — and by the way I’m still a virgin — the last person decided I bespelled him into being with me!” She had to stop and swallow hard before she could go on. “I would have said no, I would not have — none of this would have happened if I was just using you in place of someone.”
Isaac blinked in surprise and stared at her for a bit before looking down at the ground. He slowly walked over to the bed before sitting down on it next to her. He looked at her and held his arm out, inviting her to cuddle. He gave her a small smile and sighing. “Summer, were you going to have sex with me without telling me you were a virgin?” he asked quietly.
Sliding over, she let him put an arm around her. “What difference does it make? I wanted it. You wanted it. I like you. I like you a lot, Isaac. And the people I like never like me back.” She buried her face in his chest and mumbled, “I was just going to be glad for what you offered and try not to get attached. And then you started talking like we were already in the middle of — of a relationship, and I got confused.”