"Hey, you and I are practically dating!" I stated "It's natural for us to do this stuff. You came on to me and I agreed. Did I say I didn't want it? Did you ask me and I perhaps said 'let's wait till some other time, I'm not ready yet' uh?" I almost got angry at him.
"That..." He lowered his head.
"Then, did you drag me up to the room or drug me? That's all no! Alex," I squatted and looked up at his guilt driven expression. He looked at my eyes. "... I let you do it because, you had to!"
"That's the thing, Tasha! Our first night together wasn't driven by love or something sweet. It didn't have that feeling but it was more of a painful and agonizing feeling. I did it because I was depressed and needed something to occupy my mind in that moment. I..." He covered his face with his palms. "We didn't make love, we just had sex!" He bluntly stated and I almost tilted my head.
"Is there a difference?" I asked, feeling a bit confused.