"Why would she say that, when she's still as shy with me as she was back then," he wondered. "Can I still feel she's the same as before, or am I overthinking it? Could it be that everything is as she said before, that she's adapted to the local customs and treats sex as a casual matter?"
"'Would you have let me go if I had refused you last night?'" Charlotte blurted out the question in confusion, without thinking.
"So what you're trying to tell me is, 'if you can't resist it, just enjoy it,' right?" Kevin scoffed sarcastically, his smile not reaching his eyes as they suddenly turned ice-cold. "Let me tell you, I would! As long as there's even a hint of reluctance, I'll let you go! Don't make me out to be some kind of rapist!"
With a fierce punch to the sofa, Kevin rose to his feet and, like a swift gust of wind, slammed the door behind him.