ause she knew it turned Dan on to see her mad。 ？Aaron？s ing over； like； right
now。？
？That？s from a poem called ？I Crave Your Mouth； Your Voice； Your Hair；？？ Dan explained；
gazing at her sweetly。 He poured a little wine into a cup and held it out。 ？Want some？？
Vanessa rolled her eyes and went over to the futon。 ？I think I know what you crave。？ She sat
down and took off her shirt； the adrenaline pumping even harder now。 ？Hurry up；？ she
ordered。 ？Aaron？s bringing my dinner and then I have studying to do。？
Neighbors in the surrounding apartments adjusted their telescopes。 They？d moved to the area
because the rent was cheap。 Who knew there was also going to be built…in； live entertainment？！
The bossier and pissier Vanessa was； the more hot and bothered Dan grew； and the more he loved
her。 His hands shook and sweat formed on his freshly shaved upper lip。 He was entirely at her
mercy。
Down on Broadway； Aaron ignored the group of bystanders on the other side of the street； all
staring up at the roof of Vanessa？s building。 He was carrying two orders of hot and spicy pad Thai
in a paper bag under his arm； he had to pee； the freaking L train was insanely crowded； and he was
sweating his ass off。 All he wanted was to get inside and take a nice cool shower。 Preferably with
Vanessa。
He found her note and scribbled over it；I？m in the tub。 Then he left the front door standing open
to make it easier for her to bring her basket of clean laundry inside and turned on the stereo；
blasting that Raves song Dan Humphrey had recorded with them？the only one that was any good。
？Crack me like an egg！？Aaron sang along in the shower。
Three floors up； Dan