As Stefan drove Genevieve home, the car was silent. Although the silence was comfortable for Stefan, it wasn't for Genevieve, who was still feeling very much embarrassed by her actions.
After driving for a while Stefan turned to her, "You're awfully silent."
"You'd be too if you were in my shoes," she retorted, and Stefan chuckled.
"I told you already. You don't need to feel too embarrassed. It doesn't change what I think about you. I'd rather you think about what I said than be embarrassed," he said and she raised a brow.
"And what do you think about me exactly? The loose girl who throws herself at guys?" She asked, and Stefan turned to spare her a glance.
"Is that what you are? Is that what you think about yourself?" He asked, and she sighed.
"I don't know. I just want to go home and sleep tonight off so I can pretend it didn't happen by morning," she said with a groan.
"You can't wish it away. It happened. You tried to seduce me and I turned you down. Deal with it."
