“It’s not like I hear it every day or anything.” Turning your head, you catch his head with your own.
“Mhm. Every day isn’t nearly enough.”
“I don’t see how you could do it any more.”
“How about every hour? Every minute? Every second? Hell, I should be saying with every breath I take.” He bends his neck around yours so he can kiss your collarbone.
“You’re such a flirt.”
“But it’s working.”
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With a gasp you shoot straight up in