Noah saw the three expectant expressions and felt a desperate urge for the ground to open up and swallow him whole. What exactly did they want to hear from him?
There was absolutely no way he was going to sit there and describe the sheer ecstasy he had felt or how he had reached a point where he didn't even feel like he owned his own body by the time they finished.
Those memories were his alone, tucked away in a private corner of his mind that he wasn't ready to share with anyone, even his best friends.
He settled for glaring at the three of them, trying to look as stern as possible despite the blush that was still warming his cheeks.
"I am not telling you a single thing," Noah said firmly, his voice sharp. "When the time comes and you finally do it for yourselves, you will realize exactly how good it feels. Don't ask me anything else about it. The subject is closed."
Sarah let out a disappointed sound, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth.
