“You think your mom would like me?” I asked. Namir looked at me as if he was examining me to see if I was worthy. “I don’t even know if I like you,” he finally said. “Please…you’re still trying to figure out how to hump me from behind like a dog without shifting into some beast,” I blew off. Namir’s mouth fell open like he wanted to laugh before he pinched his face together and turned around. He let out a few coughs to conceal his laughter before turning around with raised brows. “I plan on testing a few theories out soon,” was all he said
