Page 139 of Puck Me Back to Life

An employee, who looks approximately twenty, stands at the entry of the theatre wearing the exhausted expression of someone who absolutely did not expect this to happen before lunch.

Kai launches off of me adjusting his clothes with his back to the employee. “I'm so sorry.”

I bite the inside of my cheek as I pull my shirt to cover my cock.

The employee sighs. “I'm gonna have to ask you to leave. PDA isn't tolerated.”

It's a good thing this guy caught us when he did, because I was about to do a lot more than PDA. It seems like he didn't realize that I was about to do anything worse than kiss Kai in my lap, so that's good.

Kai looks like he wants the floor to open up and swallow him whole. “I'm really sorry.”

The guy waves a hand toward the exit. “Just…take it somewhere else.”

I stand, grab my drink, and offer Kai my hand. He takes it automatically.

His face has gone the deepest shade of red I've ever seen.

The second we step into the hallway, I lose the battle. I start laughing.

Kai groans. “Ash, please.”

“I'm trying.”

“No, you're not.”

“I'm really not.” I button up my jeans.

He covers his face with both hands. “I can never come back here.”

“You absolutely can.”

“No, they'll have my picture on the wall that says PERVERT.”

“They'll forget.”

“They won't.”

“They've seen worse.” I laugh harder.

Kai swats weakly at my shoulder as we walk toward the exit. “This is your fault.”

“My fault?”

“You started it.”

“I distinctly remember you climbing into my lap.”

“I was caught up in the moment.”

“So was I.”

“You were encouraging the moment.”

“I usually do.”

He groans again. “I hate you.”

“You've said that a lot lately.”