But my body’s reaction to Fletcher’s growled get your hands off my girlfriend? That has me completely off-kilter. There’s some squishy-squishy action happening in my chest. A dash of weakness in my knees. Unexpected thrill in my belly. And some wetness in my panties that does not get better when Fletcher sweeps his bulky, solid arm around me, pulling me against his crisp white shirt and hard body as we hit the edge of the dance floor.
