“I do not know how you expect me to recall my words when at the time all of my blood was in my…pulsing manhood.” Amma grinned at that, gripping his jaw and pulling him closer. “Actually, I think you called it your—” But then her head snapped quickly away. “Erick!” “Well, I definitely didn’t name it Erick,” he groused, glancing through the smudged window at their side.
