Lee licks his lips, and he can see Connor's pupils dilate a fraction, and
he knows Connor remembers their night together better than Lee hoped he
would.
"I should probably give you my number," he says, knowing that he has
Connor's but not sure he'll pull the trigger on setting up a booty call
himself. He pulls his own phone out, scrolls to Connor's number and types a
quick text message. It's a little cheesy, but the text reads, 'If you ever
find yourself wishing you had more French in you...'
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Date: 2015-12-21 09:20 pm (UTC)From:Lee licks his lips, and he can see Connor's pupils dilate a fraction, and he knows Connor remembers their night together better than Lee hoped he would.
"I should probably give you my number," he says, knowing that he has Connor's but not sure he'll pull the trigger on setting up a booty call himself. He pulls his own phone out, scrolls to Connor's number and types a quick text message. It's a little cheesy, but the text reads, 'If you ever find yourself wishing you had more French in you...'