HIS MINNIE MOUSE
This is surely going to escalate, especially now that my body's growing warm to the nasty thoughts I have in mind.
‘Run Claire. Get out of here!’ my innervoice urges me to move and my limbs listen.
I jump down the counter, but before I can even take a step, Scott grabs my waist, bringing me so close to him that our breaths mix. He stares at me with an expression that tells me he knows why I'm running away.
“Where are you off to, Mouse,?”
“Sh-shower, I–I need to shower,” I quickly reply, surprised by how quick I answered.
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