Wiggling, Giggling, and Yoga Lesshons…
I can't let her finish that statement or I will throw her down on the bar table and take her in front of Garrett and everyone. That wouldn't go over well in the morning.
No, instead I attach my lips to hers and we both moan. The only thing that forces me to cut the kiss short is her wiggling.
"What are you doing now?" I chuckle, because damn it, she's fucking adorable!
Her brows, furrowed in concentration, draw together tighter as she looks at her feet and then at the chair we're in. "I need more yoga lesshons." She giggles to the point of snorting after that and my dick gets harder.
I've clearly got issues.
I don't even know where to go with that. What the hell does yoga have to do with kissing me? I decide to ask her but by the time I work through it her head is on my shoulder and she's snoring softly in my ear.
Garrett and Emmett help me buckle her into my car.
"Dude, take her home and put her in bed…FULLY FUCKING CLOTHED. If I hear that you've so much as taken off a shoe I'll beat your ass." Emmett delivers his entire threat with a mile wide smile and pat to the back. He's scary.
Son of a NUTCRACKER! FF sucked today. I'll try to get to all old and new reviews. I hope that everyone's week is going well. LOVE YOU ALL!
xoxo
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