“Baby?” “Yeah?” I asked. “I’m going to need you to get your tits off my arm so I can focus.” “Are you fucking kidding me?” I whispered back at him as loudly as I could with it still being a whisper. “You cannot possibly be thinking about sex right now. Right here, of all places.” “You’re the adrenaline junkie,” he whispered with a tiny chuckle. “Are you really going to tell me that you’re not thinking about sex right now?”
