"Quit laying down the law with Kenneth, will ya?" Everett lifted his hand, pinching her cheek playfully. "If you need a reference on how that goes, just take a look at what happened to Lane." Dorothy fell silent, genuinely considering it.

Yeah, he could be quite the dictator.

"Tired? Let's hit the sack,” he said, wrapping his arms around Dorothy, who by now felt as limp as overcooked spaghetti in his embrace.

But today, Dorothy had a stubborn streak.

She reached out with her delicate hand, tracing circles on Everett's chest, igniting sparks everywhere.

"You didn't... finish it before..." She vaguely remembered something Karen had once told her — that it's super uncomfortable for a guy if things get interrupted.

Sure enough, as soon as she mentioned it, Dorothy could feel the heat rising off his skin, his breath staggering slightly out of sync.

deliberately breathing onto his chest in quick, ticklish bursts. "Am I not attractive to you anymore?" Everett could almost

another word, all her protests were muffled

the earlier moment,

as if granting him unspoken permission to explore

was spent, and still the

it. You started this." He had intended to let her go! After a night

to bear! The next day, the

man beside her had

events of last night and immediately got out of bed to look

high and low with no sign of him, she worried he might have gone to

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