"Brett stop! I cant do this.
"Why?"
"I love the attention but..."
"You're afraid"
He said while intereuppting my sentance. Don't get me wrong him kissing me and undressing me made my stomach have butterflies. But i couldn't take the chances of getting preagnat.
"Why are you afraid?"
"If i get preagnat my dad will kill me, you, and the baby."
"Fuck him he needs to stop being so over protective"
"Damnit" (Knowing he wasn't going to be happy)
"I'm tiered of you talking about my dad that way!"
"It's the truth"
I couldn't argue with him! He was right.
"I think it's time you leave."
Pissed, he putshis pants back on and walks out my patio door.
