“Wow,” she whispers, and I swallow the word, kissing her again. “You’re…” I start. “Me? You…” she breathes. We smile at the same time and laugh together as I slowly pull out of her. “Yeah,” we both say, still chuckling. I fall beside her onto the bed, and she wiggles her way out of my arms, taking her warmth with her. And I wonder if there’s a way to manly pout my way into making her come back.
