“Thank you for the ride,” Nico says, probably trying to say goodbye in the car and keep me from walking him to the door. I undo my seatbelt and am out of the vehicle before he can call me back. Meeting him on the passenger side, we walk side by side to his door. I don’t grab his hand, but I want to. Nobody has ever accused me of being smart. “No problem. Thank you for the multiple, mind-blowing orgasms.” Nico gives a startled laugh, which feels better than holding his hand probably ever could. I watch him walk inside, trying not to feel awkward about being left on the front stoop. I hadn’t
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