[ Okay, great. This is progress. She hums her approval, lips following down the side of his jaw. It's all peach fuzz, but Cal is still growing. Kate's sure that once he finds his confidence, he'll be a lady killer. Or, a man killer.
The arms around his neck fall down to his waist when she scoots closer, body flush against his chest. He's strong—stronger than she expected. He is solid under her hands as they roam over him, catching in the fabric of his camper uniform. She doesn't feel so bad now letting her weight sit fully in his lap; he can handle it. ]
Doing good? [ Her warm breath puffs over Cal's neck. Kate can feel his pulse jumping against her lips. ]
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The arms around his neck fall down to his waist when she scoots closer, body flush against his chest. He's strong—stronger than she expected. He is solid under her hands as they roam over him, catching in the fabric of his camper uniform. She doesn't feel so bad now letting her weight sit fully in his lap; he can handle it. ]
Doing good? [ Her warm breath puffs over Cal's neck. Kate can feel his pulse jumping against her lips. ]