“I won’t play this push and pull game like the others, Tink. And I certainly don’t make a habit of depriving myself. You aren’t fragile, and I refuse to treat you that way. You need to be sure of what you want because I’m not a fan of teasing. Doling it out maybe, but receiving? Not so much.” He kisses my forehead and saunters off, like he didn’t just short-circuit my brain.
