“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we seem to have this dynamic where you ask for something, and I take care of it.” He licks his lips as my eyes fight to close and give in yet again. “You need me to drive cross-country with you?” He kisses my cheek. “Done.” He ducks lower. “Need me to work on your bus?” He kisses my chin. “Done.” He moves to the left. “Need a ride home from a shitty date?” He kisses the opposite cheek. “Done.” I gasp as his hand curls around my jaw and he tilts me to look at him, his rough fingers in my hair. “You need someone to take care of you in bed?” He kisses my lips,
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