Faking It with the Ex-Navy SEAL
His warm mouth between my thighs, his tongue doing unspeakably naughty things.
The lyrics now ring out, “Hey now, hey now, don’t dream it’s over. Hey now, hey now, when the world comes in, they come, they come to build a wall between us, but you know, they won’t win.”
I grab the receiver and squeal with delight. Grayson’s reaching out in the most romantic way, evoking a very erotic memory. It’s freaking perfect.
As the chorus fades, Grayson's distinctive voice comes over the line in the recording, “Until Friday, Abby.”
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