““My dick reacted. Biology is powerful. But it wasn’t just my dick. My brain decided it was time to shatter a solid brick wall wrapped in corrugated steel behind a hard-earned filter that separated the appropriate from the inappropriate. My plan to make her laugh was breaking down and I had no control over it. None. I was my own worst enemy. Everything I’d been bottling up came out all at once. “Your neck’s broken out in spots.” I leaned forward so I could speak softly. “You’re fondling your fork like it’s a kitten.” Shut up, asshole. “Your legs are crossed, but I bet in another place—” No, really, shut up. “—another time—” There’s no going back from this. “—I could get you to open them.””
