==8 28 8==
"Here, let's get you out of this Baggie," I say, unsnapping the cape and shaking off the loose hairs.
He brushes his hands along his sleeves and thighs absently while staring intently into the mirror like an amnesia victim trying to ferret out his identity. Oh dear, what have I done to the poor guy?
I hate the thought of leaving him so unresolved.
Placing my hand on his shoulder, I ask, "Do you have time for me to blow you out?"
He smirks.
Fuck. Me. Way to step out of the box, Gorgeous.
"Sure, my boss is a prince."
A/N: You guys are getting good at this...review on 29, k? Tomorrow is one LRR + one KEA. What? Did you confuse me for Kitkat, aka Miss Multiple Posting Disorder? (Love you, KK!) ~BOH