Oliver didn't miss the look on Sam's face. He'd made a lot of people look that way over the course of his twenty-four years. Think before you act, Oliver.
He stood, not bothering to dress, and reached out to spear his fingers back into that nice, pine-scented hair. "It's okay to call me a jerk when I'm being one."
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Date: 2019-02-06 05:39 am (UTC)He stood, not bothering to dress, and reached out to spear his fingers back into that nice, pine-scented hair. "It's okay to call me a jerk when I'm being one."