Gina
Again, mortification hit me like a ton of bricks. “Oh, okay. No problem.”
“Babe, don’t do that. I’m not turning you down because I want to.”
I chuckled, but I really wanted to cry. “Clutch. It’s all good. Seriously. I’m a little tipsy, which makes me horny.” I waved my hand dismissively. “Nothing a good vibrator can’t take care of later.”
Why the f**k did I just say that? He didn’t need to know that. God! What the hell is wrong with me?
He looked a little surprised by my confession, so I smiled and patted his chest. “Close your mouth, big boy. You’ll attract flies.”
He gave me a crooked grin and crossed his arms. “We’ll revisit this topic when we get to know each other better.”
“Sure.”
Clutch studied me a few seconds more, then headed toward the restroom.
I, on the other hand
