[The curve of his mouth and the sly little digs. Attraction is a strange thing. It twists and turns what might be irritating into endearing. His eyes follow the droplets that try and cut smoothly through the bristle at Mike's jawline.
Two can play at this sweet, tender touching game. Frank cups his jaw and leans in. Just a peck. Brief and quick. Just putting his money where his mouth is. When someone calls your bluff, you best believe you follow through.]
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Two can play at this sweet, tender touching game. Frank cups his jaw and leans in. Just a peck. Brief and quick. Just putting his money where his mouth is. When someone calls your bluff, you best believe you follow through.]
You're something alright.