"You're jealous?" Mazen asked, tilting his head to the side.
"No." Cosette denied it immediately, but her embarrassed countenance told him otherwise. "I'm just… just worried. Did you like it?"
"What?"
"Sarah also had an accident… remember?" Cosette let out a deep exhale, causing her shoulders to lower. "I'm not saying I liked it, but it wasn't that bad. It feels strange, but it's not like —"
"It was disgusting." Maxen cut her off before she could continue comparing her experience with his. "I'm not against same-sex relationships, but it's not for me, Cosette. Did I like it? I was horrified."
"Really? You didn't like it?"
Maxen opened his mouth, only to close them again. He kept his gaze on her and the side of his lips curled up. For some reason, he now felt great. The truth of what happened last night might've left an unpleasant feeling in her heart, but Maxen felt sorry because he didn't feel bad about it.
