Nathaniel looked up at me with those big eyes. Is it my fault that you're so amazing that you make me forget everything, even physical safety? He shook his head. No, not yet. He was finally on his knees, instead of all fours.
I ran my fingers through my hair, which is all you're supposed to do when your hair is as curly as mine. It'd be a hell of a thing to kill someone because they used the wrong shower. He touched my wrists, gently, and lowered my hands away from my face. So you've become like a what, a nympho? Trust Bert to find just the right thing to say.
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