It’s complete and utter bullshit, but when she opens the door and a look of shock mixed with perhaps joy at my arrival crosses her face, I stifle my moral compass. “Ford!” she yelps in what sounds like pleasure as pink travels from her chest to her cheeks, just like my goddamn gaze. And my dick’s hard again. I’m so fucking screwed. I let out a surprised laugh at the joy in her tone. “That’s me. Can I come in?” With her lips pressed together, she nods and backs herself against the door, motioning inside.
