Lo sets his mischievous eyes on me. “What about you, love?” I thought the teasing would stop after we solidified our relationship. This kind of taunting, I like way too much, and he knows it. He snakes his hand on my knee, running it up my leg, too casually to be taken as something overtly sexual. For me, he may as well have dropped on his knees a second time. I mouth, stop. He mouths, why? And he breaks into a gorgeous smile. Lo looks to Connor, but he tightens his fingers on my thigh.
