She could feel the way she was affecting him. And she'd be lying if she said it didn't do wonders for her ego. Head dipped forward, lips settling near the shell of his ear.
"This all feels so ninteen fifties," she whispered, half kidding. Necking in a car at the falls. Damon's choice of automobile only helped with the illusion.
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