"That was hot!" He said, grinning devilishly.
"I'll take back what I said. You should take the pink pills more often."
Tiffany shot Reagan a deadly stare which he just ignored because he was still babbling about the sex in public that happened.
A dull pain is starting in her right temple. She knew that it's going to be a full-blown headache and she wanted to be in bed when it happens but Reagan won't shut up.
"What is our plan?" She asked impatiently.
Reagan glanced at her and started narrating for what seemed to be the hundred times of what she had done.
Her head is now throbbing with pain and Reagan's voice feels like a drum being played without a beat.
"Shut up already! Can you just listen for a minute? Is it really your first time to have sex in public that what happened made you quack like an annoying duck!?"
