CHAPTER 168

"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.

I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT."

"Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."

I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different."

"Are you in love with her?"

"With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends."

"'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."

I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother."

"Is she going to become your girlfriend?"

"No."

"Do you intend to keep having sex with her?"

"I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec