“I mean, here you are finally all the fuck over me, and I can’t do shit about it for at least…how many days?” I chuckled. “At least a week.” His groan was painful, and he shut his eyes and let his head fall back on the seat. “You suck.” “I could…if that would help?” Solo turned his head and pinned me with an are you kidding me? look. “You enjoying yourself?”
