“Shit,” he said, patting his pockets, “I think I left my keys in my gym locker after today’s yoga class. Do you want to come in with me and get it or-”
“No, I’ll just freeze to death out here, dummy.” I nudged him in the shoulder and took his hand. I mumbled into his ear, “Let’s be quick about it, though; I’m fucking horny now. Gotta get home.”
“Not necessarily,” he chuckled.