[Jack the bite makes his jaw set firmly, but the facade falls away to the little tickle that sits at the base of his spine. He chuckles with some delight and falls back in step to what Nisha had started in the first place.
She's already got a grip on him, and he let's her keep it. This time he leans into her nails, brings his hand down to the rear pocket of her jeans and squeezes her close.
The other hand slips under her jacket, but not the shirt beneath it.]
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She's already got a grip on him, and he let's her keep it. This time he leans into her nails, brings his hand down to the rear pocket of her jeans and squeezes her close.
The other hand slips under her jacket, but not the shirt beneath it.]
Call me handsome again.