“Forget what I said about being wet. It’s a full-blown Sahara Desert there now.” “Need me to assist?” I land a heavy drop of spit on two of my fingers and hold the wet digits up to her face. She rolls her eyes. “Just your fingers? I was hoping for your tongue.” Lily wraps her hand around my wet fingers and drags them toward her lips. Wow, I was expecting a slap on the cheek.
