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“No!” she said, reaching out

“Oh, fuck, Jazzy, I’m sorry”

“No!” she said again, sitting straight up She grabbed his araze on her tears while she tore him a new one “I’m not hurt, Screw Not at all Not one bit” Her voice dropped and she stared at the bed Gumby’s hand stroked up and down her back, his eyes a deep pool of worry “It was just…powerful I’m sorry I didn’t ether So in sync It felt so good, I got a little emotional”

It was a little too soon to allow relief in “I didn’t hurt you?”

“No”

“But I was…at the end there I was…”

“Perfect You were both perfect”

Oh, thank Christ

Her gaze shifted between the two of the their joined hands to her heart “I can easily say I’ve never come like that before, but it was more than that I just felt so…”

“Cherished,” Gumby interjected

Screw’s heart stuttered to a stop They were treading on dangerous ground Feelings, es that er to run But the way Jazz’s face lit at Gumby’s simple word had him rooted to his spot on the bed

“Yeah,” she whispered “I felt cherished” Her cheeks flushed and she shrugged “Sorry,” she said with a wave of her hand “I’ silly”

“You are,” Screw blurted