“Well, for the sake of research, my body is a hump-friendly zone.” “Kallum?” she asked as we stopped at a crosswalk near the production office. “Thank you.” “For letting you jack me off in the back of a strip club? Uh, not a problem.” She punched my arm gently. “Well, for that, yes. But also for being so nice and not teasing me for all the things I don’t know . . . and for just letting this be fun. I didn’t know this could be fun. I didn’t know what I was missing.” I threw an arm around her shoulder, and for some reason it felt friendlier than I wanted anything between us to ever feel. “It’s
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