“You’re an asshole.”
“Well, I have an ass hole, but I wouldn’t go so far as to say I am one.”
She rolls her eyes and he grins, taking her hand across the table. “Don’t touch me.”
“You liked it when I touched you last night.”
“Shhh.” She hisses, smacking his hand. “We’re in a public place.”
“And?” He smiles when she wrenches her hand out
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