He shifts his hold on me and stills. “Uhh…Doc?” “Yeah?” I pant, wiggling my toes and doing my best not to look down. “My hand is umm…” “Totally grabbing my bare tit?” I finish for him. Because yeah, this crop top is too big, and his hand just slipped right under the bottom hem. He’s got a fierce hold on my ribcage, and I can feel his thumb brushing the underside of my boob. “Yeah, I got that Caleb, thanks. Just pull me the fuck over. Ready?” “Yeah—shit—please don’t die—” “Please don’t drop me,”
