A Terrible Thought
“I had an orgasm on the subway,” she said.
I nodded and pretended that I had something perfect to say that didn’t need to be said. I poured her a glass of wine and sat down next to her on the couch. I could wait. There was no way she wouldn’t finish.
“Where is the wine from?” she asked.
She was playing hard to get, but I could handle it. I knew it was a game, and I knew the only…