“Is this to make up for the unchivalrous face fuck on the hotel bed?” His eyes flare. “Which I loved, by the way,” I tack on, in case he thinks otherwise. I’m pretty sure all my moaning and humming and generally pleased noises should have tipped him off to that fact already. “Yes. No. Yes. I loved that too, so fucking much. But we shouldn’t talk about it right now or I’ll need to use your backpack or maybe even your body as a shield because it’s making things happen in my pants.” Chase half-groans that statement as his eyes heat. I lick my lips and glance down at his crotch. “Don’t do that;
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