““They totally believed you,” he said, ignoring me. “I’ve never gotten them to go away like that. I always end up having to—” “We’re leaving, come on.” Instant scowl. “No, no, no, I’m about to get laid.” “Is that right?” He pointed at me. “You kissed me back.” I chuckled. “Yeah, I did. I shouldn’t have, but I did.” “Yes, you certainly should have. You need to wrap your brain around being both protective and possessive.” “Do I?” He nodded. “Yes. And I have faith in you. I think you’re a multitasker. I could tell that about you right away.” “You could, could you?” “Uh-huh. And I say you can take care of me and have me all at the same time.” Jesus, he was a handful.””
