“watching you do your bashful thing, and not being able to touch you should be a new form of torture. it sucks.”

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“It–what?  Oh.  You’re going to have to try.  Unless you want to be put in time out for the rest of the night?”  Bright hazel eyes danced with amusement as he went a few darker shades of crimson over his cheeks and the bridge of his nose.  Blushing as he may be, the smirk and tone he teased back with was on a whole new level of Blaine Anderson Sass.  “Cause that’s a thing and you’re well on your way there.”