“I don’t get you, Cole. One minute you’re all over me, the next you’re saying ‘Let’s get bagels!’ I mean, yeah, those bagels were delicious, but they weren’t what I wanted in my mouth.” She stares at me, and I think I’m sweating more than the evening calls for. “It was your dick, FYI. That’s what I wanted in my mouth. Which I thought was pretty obvious.”
