“I… well, I was thinking about… fucking… I mean making love to you.” “Oh,” she says softly, her eyes wide. “I know, I’m a dick,” I groan, wishing I would’ve just lied. “No… no, you’re not.” Her cheeks color red. “I was sort of thinking about the same thing.” She takes her bottom lip between her teeth, taunting me further. “You were?” “Yeah… I mean it has been a while… well, not including Seattle, during which I was belligerently drunk.”
Its been like a week
