Yes

Suddenly, something caught his eye.“What’s this?” he asked, picking up the red composition book. Damn it! Why did Anna have to pick out one that was so flashy?

Should she say anything? Exposing herself now still would not compare to the kind of smut in that journal. Still, the thought of him actually seeing her naked was too much for her to bear. She remained silent, watching and waiting to see what he would do.

Caleb flipped through the pages at random, reading some of the entries.

"What the fuck?” he asked. “Anna fucked her teacher and jilled off in class? Ho-o-oly shit. This is a goldmine. You’re coming with me.”

He flipped the journal shut and began walking toward the door. He was taking it with him?! Soon it would be out of Anna’s sight, and then who knows where he would put it or what he would do with it? That was the last straw!

“All right, that’s enough, you little shit!” she yelled, sitting up. She held the blanket against her bare chest, though it did nothing to hide her naked shoulders or cover up the fact that she was not wearing anything under it.

"Goddamn," he muttered.

“Give it back! Give everything back! The math test, the journal—now!”

Caleb was quiet for a moment as he considered his situation. “What are they worth to you?”

“What?”

“What’ll you give me for them?”

Was he serious?!

“Fine, you can keep the math test, just put the journal back.”

“Uh-uh,” he said. “I already have the math test. I want something *you* have.”