“In fact, true to his word, Damien insisted we go to the hardware store the next day. I wasn’t going to let him make me all hot again without bringing my A game. His jaw dropped when he saw me and I knew the off–the-shoulder sweatshirt, tight black leggings and legwarmers had hit their mark. “You’re not playing nice. How do you expect me to concentrate?” he asked as we walked into the huge home improvement store. In truth, he’d outdone me, wearing old jeans with paint stains…his painting jeans, ...he said, and a Sex Pistols T-shirt. I’d never been to a place like this. It smelt like sawdust and nails, but the sight of Damien taking a deep breath and smiling widely was incredibly adorable. “I miss this place. I used to come here all the time.” He took my hand and led me through the aisles, not even checking the signs. He leant down, whispering against my ear, “You, dressed like that, in one of my favourite places, well…it’s making me crazy hard right now.” I giggled against his chest.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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