Love You As You Are
“Tell Mr Stark that you had a wet dream about hi-“ I fumbled with the screen until I hit the end call button, my heart hammering. I stood frozen in place, contemplating my next move.
When people say there are the kind of friends you just can’t put on loudspeaker, they’re talking about Indra. Fucking hell, the woman has a loose foul mouth.
“I can ignore many things, but not that,” I squealed – like an actual when Mr Stark’s arm pulled my naked body flush against his now dressed body, except for the unbuttoned shirt. “Wanna tell me about the delightful dream you had?” he smirked at me.
“No?” my voice comes out small.
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