"I'd club you over the head and drag you by your hair." He walked toward him with slow, steady steps. Carding his hands through Casey's still wet hair, he gave it a light tug as if testing the boy's ability to handle it.
He raised his eyebrows, amused with himself for just how much this was turning him on. He didn't quite know if they'd even manage to make it upstairs to the loft.
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