He finally clears his throat, and a lopsided grin blossoms on his face. Leaning closer, he inches to my ear. “You didn’t let me finish. I’ve never seen sex in books before, but now? I definitely need to borrow one or two. For research purposes.” “Of course.” I snort. “Asking for a friend, right?” “Something like that.” He guffaws, standing up. “God, how am I supposed to go to practice now?” “Cold shower might help,” I suggest, and he instantly narrows his eyes. “Or jerking off. Or maybe a quickie.” “Considering the books you read, I’m not surprised you have such a filthy mouth.”
