I hadn't actually known he'd been picked up for it, but I didn't give her that. I wanted to say something, but I didn't trust my voice. I fed off Micah, too, but he was my partner, my boyfriend, and he was dominant enough to say no if he wanted to. He moved his hands just a little closer to mine.
He looked at me, shook his head, and started back toward the dry erase board. I'll bet he didn't. I fought the blush that burned up my face, which always seemed to make the blush darker and harder. What's your point? I put hands on hips because either he was being deliberately obtuse, or he really wasn't getting it.
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