“Stop it! That’s disgusting! Why are you second-hand licking me?!” Fox points at Bellamy’s other cheek. “Missed a spot.” Bellamy gasps and jerks himself free from my attention. “Those are freckles! They don’t rub off!” I give him a skeptical look and bring my thumb up to lick it again. “No, no, no! Keep your spit in your mouth!” I swear it was dirt. “My face is not dirty.”
