How did this guy put off so much freaking heat? It was like sitting next to a bonfire. And I wasn't wearing enough layers.
Pushing thoughts of Ark from my mind, I powered up the phone. Prayed the startup didn't take as long as it had the first time. I wasn't sure I'd be able to stand it. He was being too nice. Too understanding. Too...not evil.
Finally, the phone showed the home screen. I couldn't be certain, but I thought we both let out sighs of relief.
Focusing solely on the phone, I punched in Willow's number.
Ark finally got back down, scooted over until his hip was against mine.
"I don't want to try the speaker, just in case it's too loud." I just prayed I wasn't waking her up. Or disturbing her. Or pulling her from sexy times. That girl deserved all the sexy times she coul
