Angelina rolls off of George and onto her back. She hadn't expected things to progress so quickly, but here they were, both naked and trying to catch their breathes after their previous activities. Not that this was a bad thing. On the contrary, it was a rather pleasurable experience.
After a minute, Angelina rolls onto her side, the one facing away from George, to see what time it is. Not that it really matters, but it gives her something to do. Suddenly, an arm wraps itself around her waist and she fights the urge to roll her eyes. It isn't like she was going to leave the bed anytime soon. So she snuggles back into George's arms, content to be held for now.
"I, for one, think we have amazing sex," Angelina states.
George laughs. "It's good to know I didn't disappoint."
"Definitely not," she nods. "I don't want give those compliments to just anyone, you know."
"Of course, you don't," he scoffs. "You're you and that means that you have to play hard to get all the time."
"I don't play hard to get," she snaps, indignantly. "Just because I don't fall at the feet of every handsome face the looks my way, doesn't mean I enjoying turning men down."
George shrugs. "What about women?"
Angelina turns her head slightly. "What about women?"
"If I recall correctly, you hinted that you and Alicia had a thing once," he mutters in her ear. "Or was that just a phase?"
"It was a phase for Alicia," she explains. "Not for me, though."
He stiffens. "Then why are you here?"
"There is a such thing as bisexuality, you prick," she replies, elbowing him in the stomach.
"Of course, there is," he says and she knows he's blushing, even if she can't see his face. "I just assumed-"
"Don't assume anything," Angelina interrupts him. "It gets you in a position like the one you're in now."
"You mean the one where we're both naked in your bed?" he asks cheekily.
"Dick," she mumbles. "So you've only been with girls?"
"Yep," he answers. "Never had an interest in guys."
She nods and lets her eyes close. She's already half asleep so she doesn't hear George whisper, "You're my one weakness, Angelina."