What Next?
Interruption.
The rev of a passing bike makes it through the haze, spooking both of you, though Alice's grip hasn't slackened, and you think you've only gotten harder. The sound fades, but you're anxious now. Just when you're about to suggest getting back to work Alice tugs on you.
"No." She says, almost angry. The determined glint in her eyes only making her hotter.
"Wh-" You start, but she interrupts you.
"No, I am not letting you back out of this Robbie, I have waited too long for you to get cold feet now."
You gulp, thinking fast. You want to screw her brains out just as badly, but you also don't want any interruptions.
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