on his knees and lifted off his lap. I groaned and attempted to walk. I was like a newborn baby deer. He steadied me. “Careful.” The gentle concern in his voice sent a thrill through me that had nothing to do with the ache between my thighs. Now there was the awkward indecision. Did I grab my clothes and put them on? Get under the covers? “How long have you been dancing?” Berk didn’t seem at all fazed by our nakedness. Well, he still had his jeans mostly on. “Since freshman year. I dragged Elle along to the studio and I loved it.” I spotted my robe hanging off my closet door. SpongeBob wasn’t
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