Lust next door
I tell him, he has something that resembles a pleased smile on his face, but I can’t tell and he hums the rest of the song with me, our eyes meeting ever so often.
I realize I am content, not wanting anything more, just sitting here in this car, driving to the beach with him, singing to Aurora.
By the time we arrive at the beach, we’ve gone through three more of her songs, I saved the best for the last few minutes of the trip, he did a little more than humming the last part when The Seed starts to play. His deep hum at the humming part was an absolute killer. I am pretty sure my seats were drenched after it.
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