*Angel*
"For you, perhaps," I say, sounding as cheerful as I possibly can. "I had to lie on my stomach next to a man I met just three days ago." Please, please don't say something unkind, I silently implore. Please be as funny and as joking and as sweetly stern as you were just a few minutes ago.
As if my thoughts travel through the air and land on him like a kiss, he smiles. "You may rest assured that I enjoyed my view of your backside immensely," he teases, his hesitating smile quickly developing into a rakish grin. It goes against his better judgment, but he is quite unable to be unkind to me when I am trying so hard to be friends.
"Oh, you!" I groan, punching him playfully in the shoulder. "That's a terrible thing to say."
"Hasn't anyone ever admired your backside before?" His hand
