“Of course we are,” he insists like it’s the most natural thing in the world. For all his learning and intelligence, he still thinks only in absolutes. “But it’s one thing to be friends and another to....”
He suddenly becomes very interested in his shoes and mutters something that sounds an awful lot like “take you into my bed.”
Because that childhood crush of his? It never went away. Now Misa is a woman grown and she’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen and it’s intimidating as hell to realize it.
Plus, she could still push him into the bush. The gardener had never quite managed to cover up the Joss-sized hole that had appeared in one of the topiaries when he was twelve.
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“Of course we are,” he insists like it’s the most natural thing in the world. For all his learning and intelligence, he still thinks only in absolutes. “But it’s one thing to be friends and another to....”
He suddenly becomes very interested in his shoes and mutters something that sounds an awful lot like “take you into my bed.”
Because that childhood crush of his? It never went away. Now Misa is a woman grown and she’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen and it’s intimidating as hell to realize it.
Plus, she could still push him into the bush. The gardener had never quite managed to cover up the Joss-sized hole that had appeared in one of the topiaries when he was twelve.