@whcrcmydcmonshidc continued from here
“That wasn’t an invitation, asshole. I do what I have to in order to make sure I make it through the day.”
Peter half groaned, half sighed. “For the love of gods, Chris.” he replied. “I’m not stupid, I know somewhere in there you still give a damn.” It was an uphill battle, but that one kiss just days before had said so much more than weeks of this cat and mouse game. “And you can’t say that kiss was nothing.”
















