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“Hmmm,” I hum and then shift a little below Holden. “I fed him cheese.”

His brows crease. “So?”

“Gives monkeys the shits apparently.”

Holden lets out a surprised laugh, staring down at me and then those eyes soften, and he presses a tender kiss to my lips.

“I’m sure he doesn’t blame you. You just have a kind fucking heart.”

I arch into him slightly, my breath coming out in pants as a zing of pleasure shoots up my spine. My cock aches, my body clenched with desire, but I don’t wanna push him either.

Not that I’ve ever pushed him.

But he seems affectionate in this moment. Sensitive. I want to take it slow if that’s what he needs.

“Should close the blinds,” I mumble.

“Mm, let him watch. The monkey can’t have you.”

“How did Bob get here anyways? He’s the only monkey on the island, right?”

Holden bites my chin gently. “This is what you want to talk about? Bob?”

“He’s watching us, smoking something, and wiping my window with my underwear. Yeah. I kind of want to know what his deal is.”

Holden props himself up again and looks down at me. Fuck, he’s pretty.

“I don’t know how he got here. Legend is that he was brought onto the island by one of the visitors and was abandoned. Another was that he paddled over here in a canoe.”

My eyebrows shoot up as my hand travels under his pants and cups his bare butt.

“He did not row over here. That’s not a thing.”

Holden shrugs. “Could be a thing.”

“Monkeys don’t row boats.”

“How do you know?” Holden asks, and he looks so fucking serious that I can’t help but crack a smile.

“Because they swing from trees and shit.”

Holden keeps watching me and then turns his head toward the window where Bob is.

“Bob, did you row over here in a canoe?”

The monkey just stares at us, not even blinking. Then he pulls the underwear over his head and peeks out from a leg hole.

“You’re right. That is creepy. Does he normally wear underwear on his head?”

“It’s not the first time.”

“Maybe we should close the blinds,” Holden says, pushing himself up and walking over to the window. Bob knocks again as Holden pulls the blinds down and closes them swiftly.

“There. Privacy.”

I watch him walk back to me, those long legs, that hair. I want to do things to him, all the things.

“Wanna suck your dick,” I blurt and Holden freezes, standing over me.

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