Stay on topic

Clearing his throat, Ethan tries to get his head into the game. "So Heather..."

"Hm?" Layla slows, but her body still seems to be moving closer. "You're thinking about another woman at a time like this?"

"No, uh..." Ethan shrugs, suddenly feeling cornered. "We were just talking about..."

Layla giggles, partially disarming Ethan's anxiety. Partially. "Right. We were." She sighs, her slow approach appearing to outright pause. "But Ethan. Are you really going to let a little sexting get in the way of fucking me?"

Ethan blinks.

His brain chugs along, struggling to properly unpack what he just heard. All the while, Layla starts to move closer once again.