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When he began to squirhty hand down… down…

This lovely picture was interrupted by Rafe’s roo for his "trainers" "Ah," he said, grabbing his shoes out of the corner and sitting on the coffee table to put them on "I think I need to run soative," Rafe said "Too much hohten this one up He thinks he’s here to be a scholar"

At the other end of the couch, Rafe rumpy noise

His roouy who understood how the words falling from his mouth affected other people "Looks like you two kids have the place to yourself for a bit Try not to behave yourselves" He gave me a salacious wink

Rafe dropped his book on his chest and looked at ave up rasped his chest in mock horror "That sounds like a poor plan Maybe she lared at Bickley "Oh fuck off now"

"Fine, fine Ta ta for now" When he left, the door closed with a bang

"I’m sorry he’s such an ass," Rafe said The smile he flashed me was so beautiful I felt another shiranite with that s by it Bickley is a nervous talker"

"What?"

"Some of that verbal diarrhea is because he doesn’t knohat to say Listen to your neighborhood psych major"

Rafe made an irritated noise "Is there a cure? Please say yes"

"Duct tape?" I suggested

"Great idea"

We went back to our books for a moainst ood place to be It wasn’t enough forthat I’d rather do with him on this fine piece of furniture I took a second to aded his chest, and the se

"Rafe," I whispered