Before I know what the fuck I’m doing, I wrap my hand around her high ponytail and pull at it softly. My mouth lowers to her ear, her heavy breathing reaching my own, and I mutter, “I’m not your doctor anymore, Maddie.” Her hand reaches up until it covers mine, still wrapped around her hair. And then she does something I would’ve never, ever in my most insane fantasies expected. Instead of peeling my fingers away, she squeezes my knuckles, as if she wants me to pull harder. Does she like this?
