Chapter 7

"Alright. Rest up," Tiffany said before she ended the call.

I quickly asked, "What did Dorothy say?"

Tiffany sighed. "Dorothy wouldn't say anything. She only said she wasn't feeling well and went back to rest."

I breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."

"Good?" Tiffany tapped my forehead. "What's good about it?"

I was confused upon hearing her question. "Since Dorothy didn't say anything, I don't have to feel embarrassed about it."

"Just because she doesn't say anything doesn't mean what happened didn't happen," Tiffany reminded me. "Listen, the more she doesn't say anything, the more that incident will be deeply rooted in her head. In fact, she might be reminded of what you did in the car every time you and her meet after this."

I suddenly felt that Tiffany's point was quite valid.

It was just like when I accidentally overheard Donald and Tiffany doing "it". Every time Tiffany did something suggestive, I couldn't help but think of her in bed.

I quickly asked Tiffany, "What s