Couldn't ignore it. It brought Truth gasping, sitting up off the floor, yelling. Besides, Ronnie wouldn't want an audience. Nothing but the warmth and movement of him, and the awkwardness of having a near stranger that close to me.
I was making a drive-through, like we're supposed to. I felt Jean-Claude's surprise thrill along my skin, as if curiosity was a touch. Or maybe it was projecting. It held sex, but it also held something darker.
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