When he shifted uncomfortably, she knew she was right to begin with. Despite herself, she couldn't help but feel disappointed. She had wanted him to say something different, to be different with her. But he wasn't. He was just another guy, and she didn't blame him for it. She just hated herself for even a second getting her hopes of.
When he spoke, she frowned. "I've never even had sex, John," she heard herself say before she could stop herself. Her eyes widened slightly, surprised at herself for the words. She couldn't take them back and now they were out there, between them.