proctorscarter
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"You better not be regretting what you said last night." Max could hear the grin through Mickey's tone.
"Just the timing." Max admitted.
Mickey used his left hand to push Max's head up, and sitting up himself.
"It's light out," Mickey stated the obvious, moving so they could look at each other.
"Tell me you love me, in the clear light of day."