Misha stayed facing Bella, the idea of turning his back to her feeling too much like admitting defeat. He propped his arm up over his pillow and watched her closely.
"So, when you say you've never had sex, what does that mean exactly?" He asked, giving voice to something that had been in the back of his mind, since she'd said it.
"Like, no sex sex, or no oral... what's our definition here?"
Under the sheets he could feel the silky smoothness of Bella's legs brush against his thigh for a split second, apparently by accident.