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He wants me

Why can't that be good enough, for God's sake?

"Fuck it," I say when he breaks the kiss "Let's get the hell out of here before Mr Tall, Dark, and Handso for

me"

Jon looks pleased, but he stops, and there's this look in his eyes Teasing "You think he's handsome?"

"It's obvious"

"More handsoainst the wall, his fingers digging intoh

When he stops, we stand together, our faces inches away He has his arms spread on either side of ainst mine

"Well? Is he?"

"No," I say because it's true Jon is not only more handsome, he's actually beautiful, in a les, his eyes large and blue with thick lashes His dark blond hair falls in his eyes in that sexy way that I've always secretly adh scruff to remind you that he's all man He's ripped, tall, and he has that easy sests so much

I want hi

"So, what are you waiting for? I'm yours"

"As what?" I can't not ask the question

"As your lover Isn't that good enough?"

I don’t say anything for a moment "Exclusive?"