My eyes moved to his and then they narrowed. “You keep lookin’ at my mouth like that, after I’m through with you, and since I’ve been doin’ most of the work, you’re gonna have to take Shamus for a run.” What could I say? His lower lip was fine. “Hmm?” I was kind of not paying attention. “Okay,” I said, staring at his lower lip, fascinated with watching it move while he talked. Help yourself but I’m takin’ you to Dozens for breakfast so don’t eat anything that’ll spoil your appetite.” “There’s coffee beans in the freezer, grinder in the cabinet over the coffee maker. And if I stay here any longer, I’m gonna want my exercise in an entirely different way, a way that isn’t going to help Shamus keep fit.” He gave me a light kiss, which made my lips tingle even more pleasantly than my scalp. “We don’t have enough time to get into all that’s wrong with ‘dude’, especially when we have more important shit to talk about. “What’s wrong with ‘dude’?” I asked when he didn’t answer. He watched his hand move, then his eyes came back to me. His hand went into my hair at the side of my head, his fingers sliding through it. After his body quit shaking he said, “Did you just call me ‘dude’?”

His arms came around me and he pulled me fully up and pressed my torso against his.

I know.” Then I came up on my elbows so I was closer to him and I said quietly, “They whisper to you.” Then I gave a shiver because, well, the memory of whispering cornfields freaked me out, indeed, whispering cornfields should freak anybody out. Haunted cornfields at night freak me out.” How in the fuck can cornfields freak you out?” “They have a haunted trail through cornfields?” They had to call the cops to settle her down.” All the employees chased after her but since they were dressed like monsters, Indy lost her mind. A few years ago, Indy went berserk and broke through the hay bales they had set up to make the haunted trail and headed into the cornfields. “Christ, don’t go to the Haunted Houses with Ally and Indy.

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