[Leslie]
“This is nice,” I whispered as I cuddled up against Ben’s side. He grunted in agreement, and I smiled. The man was a mystery and if I wasn’t paying attention then I would have missed the way his arm tightened around my shoulders. I would have missed the way he sniffed my hair. I would have missed the way he tried to adjust himself even though I could see his bulge. The man liked me. He was attracted to me, and his grunt and few words meant nothing. His actions spoke louder than words and I leaned back slightly so that I could look at him. His eyes were glued to the TV, but his cheeks were slightly flushed, and his lips looked swollen. I reached out and pressed my finger against his bottom lip. Ben let out the softest whimper as he closed his eyes. “I want to kiss you, Ben,” I tol
