He pulled an envelope out of his blazer pocket, left it on a chair, and went out the door he had come in. XXX Or you can leave.”
Mia crossed her arms defiantly as Toby’s shoulders slumped dejectedly. He pressed his cheek up against hers as he rested more of his weight on her. “Well now we’ll be friends with benefits, so shut up,” he snapped back as he let go of her hand and reached down, pulling the lever that would pop out the leg rest. You remember how you used to call me daddy…”
Mia groaned as she uncontrollably arched her back, now starting to move in unison with him, finding that regaining their rhythm was even easier than remembering how to ride that bike everyone talks about.
