Evan was doing his best not to touch her places he shouldn't be touching her. He leaned in and kissed at her neck softly, letting his hips rub against her just a little bit, enough where she could feel him.
He grabbed the shampoo and poured a bit into his hand, then brushed it gently through her hair. "I know the man who makes this shampoo. He uses rose petals."
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