It was Ashley, dressed in a simple black button-up tucked into faded blue jeans and black dress shoes. “Twenty One Pilots. Xx video Ashley led her down to his basement room, their hands still linked. I’m assuming you meant as a date.”
It took Delia a couple seconds to process what he had just said. He glanced in her direction, eyebrows raised as a smile played on his lips. Was he insinuating what she thought he was? She wrapped her hand around the shaft, twisting with an upward motion to spread the slickness along his length. Delia delicately set herself down beside him, leaning into his arm a little. Upon arriving at Ashley’s place, he held the car door open yet again as Delia stepped out.
