[His heart is pounding. It's lust, yes, but also terror, and also...
Joy.]
The...greatest of idiots. Yes.
[He swallows hard, then hooks his fingers over the waistline of her jeans and slides them down. He concentrates hard on the work of stripping her, lest he forget himself and begin laughing with happiness.]
no subject
Joy.]
The...greatest of idiots. Yes.
[He swallows hard, then hooks his fingers over the waistline of her jeans and slides them down. He concentrates hard on the work of stripping her, lest he forget himself and begin laughing with happiness.]