My head's a mess but I'm trying regardless.
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Icarus Interlude: ZAYN
"I'm sorry." I speed walk over. "I was hung up on a phone call with the Mayor, then we had a Mob hit to untangle, and-"
"And you're still on time." Clark checks his watch. "I don't know how you do it."
"I like math." I shrug and he chuckles.
"What do you say we take your shoes and my sport coat and go get a nice dinner?" He wraps his arms around my torso, pulling me against his body.
"Babe, you're not wearing a sport coat." I place my hands on his chest and he super speeds away before coming back, now wearing a suit. "Show-off."
"I don't know about that." He unzips my jacket to reveal my red dress.
"Did you x-ray me?"
"No." He shakes his head.
"I'm impressed."
"Yeah?"
"And very turned on." I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him passionately. "You like, though?"
"I love. And I can't wait to show you how much. When I take it off later." He whispers the last part over my lips.
"Well, you're gonna have to earn it."
"Oh, I know."
"Now you're getting cocky."
"Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah. A little bit." I nod and he smirks before I kiss him. "Curious, though. Have you ever x-rayed me?"
"Once. In sophomore year of highschool. When I was on red K for the first time."
"And did you like what you saw?"
"Very much so. Especially the two beauty marks on your extremely sexy back." His hands roam my back.
"Shut up." I shake my head.
"Make me." He kisses me. "They're called beauty marks for a reason." He cups my face, kissing me harder.
"You really like my back, don't you?"
"I love it. And everything else." He rubs my cheek with his thumb.
"Back at you, Kent." I kiss him harder and then lean my head against his.
"Listen, why don't we get something to eat at the new place?" He laces our hands together and we walk down the block.
"You mean the place that requires reservations six months in advance?" I squeeze his bicep with my other hand. "That's a nice thought, Kent, but we will never get a table." I stop walking with him.
