35 -Shawn

Felicity tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. "I decided to help them since I didn't have anything better to do, since you didn't have anything for me to do."

So is that why she's acting like this? Because she thinks I've been ignoring her? Is she disappointed that we didn't get to finish what we started last night?

Come to think of it, I am, too.

I set my glass down. "Well, now I do have something for you to do." I pat the cushion beside me. "Sit."

Felicity sits down more than a foot away from me and doesn't say anything.

"Aren't you going to come closer?" I ask her.

No answer.

"Didn't you miss me? I'm offended."

"You're drunk," she says without looking at me.

What's this? Is she playing hard to get? Well, it is sort of cute.

"So?" I move closer to her and brush my fingers against her shoulder. "I can still fuck."

She looks at me with narrowed eyes. "Is sex all you ever think about?"

"When I'm with you? Yes." I grasp her chin and capture her lips. She gives a muffled groan. Then sh