Evan was aware that he was being manipulated, and he would have commended Nora on her tactical use of head-petting, but he didn't want it to be used against him again in the future. He also didn't want it to stop, ever. "You don't have to flatter me, you know," he said, grinning. "You've already got me in bed. But I
guess we can hit up an Ikea or something," he agreed. "Don't think you need new clothes, though. Might even make it a clothes-free zone, as long as we're both in there."
medigel
i see a shopping rp in our future