All I can think about is bed."
"We're sharing the same thought."
"You're thinking about bed too?" But Patch had told me that he rarely slept.
"I'm thinking about you in my bed. ↗
Patch leaned back against the booth and arched his eyebrows at me. The gesture said it all: Pay up.
"You got lucky," I said.
"I'm about to get lucky. ↗
