"W-Why are you asking that?" I stammered, my voice barely a whisper, as I glanced sideways at Leon, hoping for some sort of explanation or reassurance.
It was painfully obvious that I had no experience with things like this. Men had always been terrifying to me, making my heart race for all the wrong reasons. Whenever I encountered them, I would either freeze up or bolt. And when they weren't scary, they'd avoid me like I carried some kind of curse.
My luck with men? It was about as good as my luck with people in general. Which meant it was... nonexistent.
But why would they ask me something like this? My thoughts spiraled. Could it be that they... wanted something from me? My chest tightened at the possibility.
