Michael held me when I got inside, because I was shaking all over. That felt so good. Warm all the way down. Did I mention Michaelโs feet? Theyโre all the way sexy, and heโs always barefoot โ he hates shoes. I wish he hated pants and shirts, too.
Rachel CaineYouโre not going to suck.โโ โโNot at the guitar, anyway,โโ Shane said, deadpan. Claire punched him in the arm. โโOw.
Rachel CaineDammit, Michael, get out of my room, you pervert!โ Could you even be a pervert if you were dead? She supposed you could, if you had a working body half the time. โI swear, Iโm going to start taking my clothes off!โ The cold spot stayed resolutely put until she got the hem of her T-shirt all the way up to her bra line, and then faded away. โChicken,โ she said, and paced the room, back and forth.
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