“Love!” she giggled, trying hard to keep the blood out of her face and failing. “We were just cuddling!”
“S-sorry!” He curled away from her, his face bright purple as he tried to pull the edge of his shirt down to hide the offending bulge. “I’ll, um, I’ll be right back …”
“To do what~? I could always help you with that though really now you’re so impossible.” She merely looked amused.
His thoughts had been running along the lines of a washcloth soaked in icy water (a cold shower in miniature, basically), but when he heard Katelynn’s offer, Jack paused. “Really? Um, that is, I mean, you don’t have to. I thought you just wanted to cuddle?"
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