"I asked ... if we could stop being weird," she said softly. "If we could stop fighting and go somewhere and kiss and talk and have sex up against a wall and snuggle and ... all of it."

She took a steadying breath, and her voice had a harder edge to it, this time. "I'm not ... some kind of ... you know, you act like, how dare I talk about sex. How dare I go, can we stop fighting and kiss and find each other again. Right. I'm some kind of tramp, and I offended you."