He snickered. “And your mom saysย I’mย the bad influence.”
“Come on. Run naked across the street with me, and I’ll let you play with my tits again.”
“Deal,” he said instantly.
Before I could even react, he reached over and threw the door open. Wind blew into the car and I shrieked as rain splashed unexpectedly along my bare skin. Ashton grabbed my hand, tugging me out of the backseat as I giggled and clutched my clothes to my chest. He closed the door and stopped, pulling me in for a heated kiss as rain soaked our hair and bodies, then grabbed my hand as we rushed across the street for what I hoped was the beginning of a long frucking summer. ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ.๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ
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Special thanks to norafares, chasten, and OneAuthor for proofreading and feedback, as well as the amazingly awesome people who beta read. KW, AG, Paul M, Kevin Matheny, KZ, AP, ED, centralsquareguy, AS, KJ, N, and PM – thank you all for your support. And a huge extra-special thanks to my fiance for being a huge frucking nerd and helping me with some of the more detailed references. Since I didn’t manage to work this line into the story, I’ll share with you all one of the insults he was most proud of:
“I bet you’re someone who picks Oddjob in GoldenEye and calls it ~strategy~”
