Chapter 261 Sloppy Seconds

• It takes an embarrassingly long time for my brain to come online enough for me to even process what the hell he’s talking about. Move in… with him? In this room?
• Admittedly, the thought is incredibly tempting. Waking up every morning wrapped up in these strong arms would be fucking fantastic, frankly. And I can even work around Neil’s neat freak nature if it means I get to have more of what just happened.
• But… as reality sets back in, I can’t imagine a universe where Archer, Beau, or even Steven would be okay with it.