Mike's face flushed red. He didn't realize he'd let that tab open. Normally he was careful about it but . . . his eyes immediately looked down and he let out oa breath of air like he'd been holding it in. Well, of all the people to see his porn habits, Sasha was a friend and not the type to judge him for what he watched. Girls may look off-put by it but it was common knowledge a lot of guys watched porn, right? Even those who said they didn't watch it, Mike had his doubts. Unless they looked like Jason Statham or Mr. Farrowe.
"Probably a good idea," Mike said, shuffling a bit from one foot to the other, "We can start from wherever you remembered we left off on. I've seen these movies enough that I can tell exactly where it is and where we should start." He forced a smile on his face and went to start gathering his things.
"You ok though?" he paused as he gathered his own blanket in his arms.