He doesn’t seem to be doing that at all as he sputters and stares at me as if I’m an alien. The commotion gets closer and he seems to be on the verge of a meltdown. It’s then I realize he’s probably freaking out about the prospect of being found in this position. I step back and he stares at me with wretched eyes that make me want to grab his hand and drag him the fuck out of here. But that would probably make him lose it. My eyes skim over the multiple hickeys I left on his torso and collarbone, then I lift my shirt over my head and throw it at him. I seem to be taking off my shirt for this
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