Chapter 11

While eating, I thought of something to ask him. He was next to me, kissing my shoulder once in a while.

"Clinton," I call.

He drank his coffee and looked at me.

"Hmm? '' He turned to me.

"How many women have you had sex with?" I asked bluntly, frowning at him.

He blew air and squeezed my thigh. "Na...