Elara squealed. “Shut up!Really? It has gotten to that point?”
She had a fit, laughing and all.
I groaned, rubbing my forehead. “Elara, this is serious.”
“This is hilarious,” she corrected, still wheezing. “I knew you wanted him, but having a wet dream? Oh, babe, you’re down bad.”
I scowled. “I do not want...