Teagan shook her head. There were a lot of reasons that she couldn't have asked him to get off in the middle. She wasn't sure he'd understand or even want to, but she hadn't entirely wanted him to anyway. It had hurt, but she had wanted him to get his. Shifting on her feet, she sighed. "No, I didn't want to," she admitted, knowing she was being a bit contradictory. "I wanted you, too, and you were gentle. At least I think so. And I think my opinion is what matters here." She smirked at him, hoping the mood was lightened somewhat.
She almost glared at him when he laughed at her, but instead, she just frowned, waiting to hear what he had to say next. She felt herself smile when he called her the 'exception' but immediately tried to hide it. She didn't want to believe him, but somehow, she did even if she was just an exception because she was his friend. It was better than nothing and she'd take it. "I get credit for not assuming, though," she said, trying not to look like it really meant anything to her out of the ordinary.
She tilted head to the side, looking at him. Had he played games? Not exactly, but still, what did he call the last two months? Just because it was a 'deal' between him and Evan, it didn't qualify as a game? It felt like a game to her and like she was a pawn in the little battle between him and Evan that she still didn't really understand. "No, you normally don't play games, but still," she said with a shrug. She hesitated and then sighed softly. Walking over to the bed, she ignored the desire for a shower and crawled into the bed beside him. Moving over toward him, she opened the blanket and wrapped both of them in it. She knew she was gross and sticky, but she really didn't care right now. Her arm slid around him and she placed her head on his chest. "Are you sure this is okay?" she whispered, not looking at him.