“Mmm, mmm…so…fucking good…” a murmur disturbs him from his reading.
Ville glares. “Stop that.” He hates Bam’s addiction to Christmas chocolates.
Bam sticks out his lip. “But I just want to cover you in them and eat you,” he whines.
Ville’s jaw drops; Bam smirks. “What?”
“I. Want. To. Eat. A. Chocolate. Covered. You.” Bam reiterates, holding up
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