Danielle was frozen in shock. His face was headed… down there?
What was he doing?
Her legs stayed clamped together like a mousetrap, and he backed away slightly. Seth gazed up at her, clearly startled, lips still parted like he wasn’t sure if he should apologize or pretend he hadn’t been about to do exactly what he was doing.
“I…” he began, voice hoarse. “I thought... I mean, I wanted to... unless you don’t want me to?”
“Down there?” she blurted, still breathless.
Seth’s ears went red. “I mean… yeah. Kind of?”
Danielle stared at him, her brain caught in a weird tangle of this is happening and is this a thing we’re doing now?
“I’ve just… never had that happen before,” she said faintly.
“I…” he started, hesitating. “I’ve never done it either. I just thought maybe… unless you want me
