“I can see why. You were hot as hell.”
“Was? Thanks for that, Miss Houston.”
I chuckled and Todd smiled. “Still are. Any father would be concerned with you around. You have this—aura of sensuality about you.”
His blue eyes widened. “I do?”
“It’s the casual, I don’t give a shit, I just want to fuck you manner you have.” I waved my hands vaguely, unable to stop the babble that was dribbling from my mouth.
Todd burst out laughing, covering his mouth with his hands to muffle the sound. “That’s unusual. I had no idea I said any of that in silent, secret, sub-text.”
“Maybe it’s just my read of it,” I replied.
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