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I can’t help but lean into hi ue touches hto his head to pull him into me

Tackerme into the door His body presses intothe nape of my neck

I can’t think when he’s kissing me, which is why it takes a few moments to realize he’s pulled back with an inscrutable expression on his face

“I’ll call you when I get horuffly

“Or you could kiss estive lift to my eyebrows

Tacker’s smile is soft as he shakes his head “I don’t want to rush you”

I take stock of his tone… co it slow

And I’m okay with that

Sort of

“I don’t feel rushed,” I say

I mean, I’m incredibly attracted to hiainstat an iainst his jeans

“I know,” he replies, his tone turning a little hesitant “But… I’s are clear toto fuck this up I want it to be absolutely perfect”

I’ sensation that he wants our first ti he’s just not sure how to go about it

So, but I can’t do amine smile “That perfect time will come”

“I knoill,” he says, his eyes dropping longingly to ht, Nora”

“Goodnight,” I whisper

I stand at ets in his truck When he waves, I lift a hand in return before he guns it out of ravel road that leads out

Shutting the door, I lean against it and ponder what just happened