![]() ![]() Like, totally proportioned to your chest.” I’m just commenting that they’re frickin’ perfect. He doesn’t seem bothered by the cold, but his nipples pucker slightly in the chilly night air. Since he didn’t even let me grab my jacket, I start shivering the second we step through the back door.ĭean’s bare chest gleams under the patio light. He ignores me, half-leading, half-dragging me to the kitchen. I quickly steady myself, armed with a glare. When my feet connect with the hardwood floor, I lose my balance and stumble right into his massive chest, my nose bumping one defined pec. I barely have time to blink before Dean crosses the room and tugs me off the chair. We broke up last night and he won’t stop messaging me.” “Can you take this with you? I might give in to texting temptation if I’m left alone with it.” I quickly fish my phone out of my jacket pocket. He walks toward the doorway, grumbling something under his breath. If I have to suffer through this crap movie, I’m smoking a joint first.” Then his jaw relaxes and he releases a heavy breath. Deal with it.”ĭean’s teeth are visibly clenched. “We can argue about this all night, but I’m not watching anything with blood or sharks or explosions. “You know what else won an Oscar? Silence of the Lambs. “It’s supposed to be really good,” I protest. “Baby doll, I am not watching a movie about-” He squints at the screen “‘a woman’s life-changing journey after being diagnosed with a terminal illness.’ No fucking way.” ![]()
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