“Ever says as she dices some tomatoes for the salad. I sneak a sliced, fresh mushroom off her cutting board and pop it in my mouth. “Sure thing,” I mumble around the lovely, earthy taste. Zane and I are having dinner at Linc and Ever’s house. We were just here two days ago for Thanksgiving dinner, but they invited us over tonight to grill out. It’s my last night in Phoenix. Zane and I almost declined the invitation, preferring to spend our precious remaining time alone with each other. But then ...we realized that outside of having Thanksgiving dinner with them, and Zane’s hockey game last night, we had done nothing but lock ourselves up in his bedroom. We decided that perhaps it wouldn’t kill us to be a little social. Now… it’s physically impossible to have sex continuously, and so that is not all we did in his bed. We did, however, stay almost the entire time there, even making our food and bringing it in there to eat. We watched TV, talked, and napped. We would have blistering hot sex, maybe nap some more, and then get a snack.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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