“Can I come over after this?” I asked, looking down at her. “There’s the survivor’s party tonight… but I’d like some time to decompress,” I swallowed hard. “With you, if you’re comfortable.” Vic looked up at me and turned her mask to the side so I could get a better look at the smile splitting her muddy face. “How many times did we fuck each other in front of millions of people tonight?” she asked. “You really going to be shy now, kitten?”
