When Clara Grant saw that he had stopped everything, she turned to look at him, puzzled. "Hmm?"
"I... I have something else to confess to you!" Seth looked calm on the surface, but his heart was pounding. Even the beads of sweat on his temples seemed to trickle down faster.
'He didn't have to confess at this crucial moment. He could have easily waited until after they were done to tell her the truth—that he'd never laid a finger on her, that she was still a virgin.'
'He could even have casually asked her afterward, "Surprise! Bet you didn't expect that!"'
'But he'd sworn not long ago that he would never hide anything from her again, so he had to tell her.'
'Even if it meant she would get angry about his deception and kick him off of her...'
"Wha—what is it?" Clara asked, slightly out of breath.
"The truth is... that time you were drugged, absolutely nothing happened between us. You're still a virgin!"
