[ Given she more or less stopped by Thanksgiving there seems to be some more unaccounted time in all that - time that she could have talked to him or plotted out where she wanted to go from here. But it's not like him to suspicious or question it. and so he closes his eyes, exhales, and makes sure that he's leaned up close against her. And he finally says, ]
No, there doesn't even need to be a policy in the first place. I loved your body, and I'm sure I will again.
PS I love this idea of her and Veronica rumbling so much
No, there doesn't even need to be a policy in the first place. I loved your body, and I'm sure I will again.