With a cock of the car door, both seated in the driver and passenger seats stared ahead, still slightly panting. Though they hadn't gone too far, it had happened in a restaurant, inevitably adding an element of thrill.
After maintaining silence for several minutes, Adrian let out a long breath. Just as he reached to start the car, he noticed his zipper was undone, and with a barely noticeable shrug, he zipped it up.
"This is still me..." Monica turned her head just then, the flush on her cheeks not yet faded, catching Adrian in the act, and couldn't help but cough lightly and turn away.
"Still what?" Adrian asked nonchalantly, frankly speaking, the touch just then wasn't great, but the soul-crushing sensation was memorable, and he no longer wanted to delay.
Hesitating for a couple of seconds, Monica answered his question, "It's still my first time in a restaurant... It was indeed thrilling, but... I suddenly feel like you're a jerk, Adrian."
