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Why do I sound like I’m signing off on an email?

“Yum,” she groans, taking her own bite.Fuck. Chocolate smudges along her mouth.

What would it taste like on her tongue? On her neck? I need to find out. Without an ounce of control, my hand reaches for her. I trace the pad of my thumb along her full bottom lip.

Christ.

Molly flutters her eyelashes up at me, looking all too bashful for the exceptionally tense exchange. I start to pull away, but she reaches for my wrist and glances down at my thumb.

“Uh, s-sorry,” I stutter.

In a blink, Molly’s tongue travels over the chocolate stuck to my skin. My heart stops.

Holy hell. I may die.

She drops my hand and looks back toward the fire.

“Maybe, after we get divorced, you can come to The Griffin for stargazing and s’mores,” she says casually.

Her words are like a nail in my chest, the opposite of her rekindling touch. A reminder that this moment, with this beautiful girl, has an expiration date.

There’s no other option.

* * *

Ollie

is bear allergic to fried oreos?

Matthew

Please don’t feed my cat fried oreos.

Ollie

c’mon, seriously? not even a bite?

Matthew

Zero bites.

Ollie

fine, m8. how’s arizona?

Matthew

Having more fun than expected.

Ollie

as happy as i am for you

work has been boring without you

Matthew

Don’t worry I’ll be back soon and we can get started on EcoDrones.

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