“Nah,” He teased with a wide grin, throwing his arms behind his head to lean against. His entire body was heavy, so it was a slow process. “I think it’d be a lot more fun to guess. Or maybe we could wait until the roadtrip and do a truth or dare. In all reality, I’m pretty plain. Nothin’ too too out there.”
“What a buzzkill,” Zoey drawled softly, settling further into the cushions as she watched his actions with an eagle’s eye. Or wolf’s eye, she supposed. The pain had ebbed away as soon as the drugs had kicked in, but her senses had been triggered somewhat and everything — her sense of hearing, her sense of smell and more or less everything else — was clearer. Man, he had pretty eyes. “So guess, groupie. Do you think I’d go for you? Do you think you’re even my type?”
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