Braxton Poole

*I convinced her to go to dinner. I must be insane because my brothers flings get a salad, but watching her devour a full meal is so hot. Suddenly, I fuck everything up. Our hands brush. She stops, mid-sentence, and I yank my hand away. She seems upset though. I have to keep reminding myself,* I am not hard from touching her hand. I am NOT hard from touching her hand. I am not gonna nut in my fucking shorts. "Sorry..."