“You don’t do girlfriends?”
“I do not.”
“Ever?”I asked, finding it hard to believe he’d never had one single committed relationship.
“Never.Not for me.”
Oh.That information deflated me, which was silly.But it did.Okay, time to press on.
“Your virginity?”My face felt warm after asking it.Why had I done that?
“Twelve,” he replied, amusement glistening in his eyes.
“You’re lying.”
He shook his head.“She was sixteen.Again, I lied about my age.I was tall.”
My jaw dropped.“That’s … that’s terrible.”
He chuckled.“Yeah, it was.I exploded the second the head of my condom-covered dick touched her cunt.Luckily, at that age, you get hard again almost instantly, and I was able to get it in after.Few moments of humiliation.”
A giggle burst out of me, and I covered my mouth.
“Go ahead.Laugh.I also emptied my load again once I was inside her before I even got a good pump in.”
My shoulders shook as I continued to laugh.
“Best three seconds of my young life,” he said with a shrug.
“Ohmigod,” I breathed and composed myself.“Where were you at that you could … could have sex with someone at that age?”
He raised an eyebrow.“Come on, Pickles.You gotta know my life wasn’t normal, growing up.I didn’t have a typical childhood.”
The Mafia.Right.
I hesitated, then decided to ask something that I’d thought about more than once.
“Have you …” I paused, not sure I wanted to end the mood with this one.
“Have I what?”he asked when I didn’t continue.
“Um, have, uh …” I should ask something else.But I was flustered now.
“Killed someone?”
I stilled.How had he known?I nodded.
“Yes.”
Okay, I’d guessed that.Maybe.No, I didn’t think I’d actually thought Forge had killed anyone.Oz possibly.But then I’d told myself it was ridiculous.
“Oh,” I replied.“I … more than once?”Why didn’t I let this go?
“Yes.”
Oh God.This was getting worse.
“On purpose?”
