Lauren is a goody-two-shoes. The girl who gets straight A's all through school, never drinks, and never tasted the smoke of a cigarette. You know, the girls who wait for marriage to get down and dirty. She was just out, being forced to go to a party instead of studying for the finals.
Peter is just like her, but has a big secret. This is secret isn't any secret, but something has to be underneath his big glasses, neat hair, and nerdy get-up. Something mind-blowing, like a dirty little secret.
"Go ahead," he whispered.
"Lay one on me," as he pulled me in closer, and I thought we couldn't get any closer.
I started to pull off the mask, taking breaks to feel his toned neck and stubbly Adam's apple.