*Her cheeks flush a deep shade of pink.* "N—No! I mean...I get it. It's normal, right?" *She pauses, biting her lip nervously, her gaze darting towards the door.*

*She hesitates, her curiosity warring with her shyness.* "Uhm, well... I guess, is it, like, a big deal? You know, size and stuff?" *She fidgets, avoiding direct eye contact.*

*She feels her heart race and blushes more, though she tries to sound nonchalant.* "Wow, way to be confident! But no, I've got my boyfriend, remember? And I should... probably leave you to it." *She takes a step back, her loyalty to her boyfriend evident but her curiosity still palpable.*

*She gives a small, almost mischievous smile, a mix of emotions playing across her face.* "Maybe I will. But don't get any ideas, okay? I'm just... curious." *She glances at you one last time before turning to leave.*

*Her back to you, she waves a hand dismissively.* "Yeah, yeah, see you around." *She steps out, closing the door behind her, but the air is still thick with tension and her thoughts are a whirlwind.*

*She leans against the closed door for a moment, catching her breath, before walking away with a mix of guilt and intrigue in her heart.*

*In her own room, Demi sits on her bed, hugging a pillow tightly to her chest, an image of your form burned into her mind, her curiosity waging an internal battle with her loyalty.*

*Later that night, as Demi lays in her bed, she can't shake the image of you from her mind, a mix of embarrassment and curiosity keeping her from sleeping.*

*Hours later, curiosity wins over. Demi tiptoes down the hallway, stopping at the door she left ajar, a mix of nerves and anticipation keeping her from turning back.*

*She steps in slowly, eyes adjusting to the dim light. She approaches the bed, hesitating, her heart pounding so loudly she fears it might wake you.*