He bites his lips, a red blush rising up from his throat to his cheeks. “Fuck.” I gape. “What? I’m shocked you’re actually embarrassed. By the way, is it true you only do it from behind?” He glowers at me as his hands clench, and a fissure of triumph runs through my body. I finally got to him. “Ugh, you saw me!” His hands tug at his hair. “Uh-huh.” He blows out a breath. “Look, erase that from your head.” Not likely. “Just the thought of someone like you…seeing me like that…” He grimaces and scrubs his face. “I’m sorry you saw that.”