Dan had always wondered where her ridiculous amount of strength came from. She was tiny and curvy and gorgeous and had this ridiculous smile and yet she could probably take down the best linebacker in the NFL. It confused him, it made him think a lot of stu- did she just say sex???
His head tilted as she kissed him and then gripped his arm and then promptly dragged him through his own house. This normally would have been the part where he wondered how a girl twelve years younger than him was able to make him act like he was younger than her, but all he could hear was her saying sex over and over again. Seriously, it was on loop in his brain. He heard her speaking animatedly as they moved down the hall, but she sounded like Charlie Brown’s teacher.
"Claire," he said, his wrists turning up to grab hold of her arms. When her feet stopped, he gazed down at her. She stared expectantly up at him and suddenly he was nervous. "What?" he asked, blinking a few times before shaking his head a little, "Oh, right, I was going to say something…" He cleared his throat and raised one hand to run through his hair.
"So I realize that you just said a whole sentence to me, but I didn’t hear anything after you said sex, honestly," he said, his brown eyes a lil wide as he gazed down at her. "I feel bad, I should have been listening, but it’s been… a lot of years since you and I have been in the same room and even longer since sex was mentioned, so I’m just a little…”
A nervous laugh bubbled up from his throat and he shook his head. God, he sounded like a complete idiot. “And you’re here, and like… one foot away from me and you smell fantastic and your eyes are sparkly and your hair is perfect and blonde and…”
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand now he had a tent in his pants. Greaaat.
He cleared his throat and shuffled his feet a little in an attempt to hide the fact that he was hard as hell. The nostalgia for the year after they’d had sex the first time and he refused to do it again because she was underage was strong. He’d spent pretty much that entire year with blue balls, and it looked like he was well on his way to the first one since she’d been back.
"Please continue dragging me downstairs and I will do my very best to pay attention and not stare at your ass and if it takes me a minute to respond, please just understand that I am giving this my all to not… You know… Uh… I don’t know," he dropped his head in shame, staring at the floor. "Just please continue dragging me downstairs now."
Dan silently came to the conclusion that he didn’t need to speak words ever again in his life.
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