"I don't want you to fix me. I don't NEED fixing. I have good and bad points
just like you. You won't make me remember not to panic at my workload by
spanking me any more than it'd make you stop snoring."
"So why do you want it?" Rob asked.
Looking away, Tim took a deep breath, his hands braced on his hips. A long
moment passed as he thought how best to say those most blush- and heat –inducing words. Clearing his throat he wrapped his arms across his mid-section.
"I want to know you can be bigger than me."
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