We walked past a house and he started to tell me a story about how a few years back there, him and some girl had started getting hot and heavy and they were trying to be alone but some guy kept interrupting etc..
I just said 'not really something I wanna think about tbh' in a jokey way but I admit I didn't really wanna know.
He apologised and I said it was no big deal and left it there. Was I too jealous ?