Nathan Confesses Taylor Was His First

We got married so quickly. We never really had the talk that most people have when they get engaged. About, you know, past relationships, sexual history. Ah, well, that's probably because I can give you mine in under ten seconds while yours is cataloged in the Library of Congress. What's going on? My first time was at this party at my parents' beach house. I was pretty wasted and I never really saw the girl again. Until now. Haley, listen, I swear I hadn't even heard of you when this happened, okay? Neither. I'm sorry. I just, look, she threatened to tell you and I just thought you should hear it from me. You slept with my sister. This was like two years ago. I, look, I didn't know you. I didn't even know there was gonna be a you. We should go. Haley. You're home early. You're home all the time. What are you doing on my laptop? Cruising for jail bait? Excuse me? I heard your specialty is deflowering freshmen. So the Boy Scout told you. Quite a coincidence, huh? Look, look at it this way. Now we can compare notes. It's not funny, Taylor. Go! What are you, let go! If you wanted to find someone I hadn't slept with, you could have moved to Alaska. You know what? Do you think my relationship with Nathan is just a big joke? No! Of course not. But I think that Chris is a laugh riot. What are you talking about? I'm talking about you bitching about your husband's past when you have a present. I was online and I got an IM, or rather you did. You've been kissing Chris. I don't, I don't know what you're talking about. Are you sleeping with him? No! It's not what it looks like, okay? Oh, really? Because it seems to me like St. Haley is just as bad as the rest of us. Taylor, Nathan cannot find out about this. Fine, hey. But you have to let me stay here. At least until I figure out what I'm doing.