“Yeah, but I don’t know where your mouth has been,” I said. “Actually, yes, I do, so no thanks.” His eyes darkened. “I promise it hasn’t been anywhere your mind is thinking this morning. You’re safe.” “With you?” I scoffed. “Doubtful.” “If you’re so worried about my mouth and where it’s been, just drink from the other side.” Heat flashed across my face. “I’m not!” His brow only rose as he turned from me, grabbing utensils for his food. “You’re the one that brought it up.”
