It took a few moments for Mickey to realize what Alec was saying. Mostly, he heard the tone of her words, he smelled the scent of her skin, he felt the heat of her breath. All of this combined promised one thing only, and under the denim fabric of his jeans, his cock twitched.
"Cleopatra..." he repeated. "Who's Cleopatra?" He knew who Cleopatra had been, of course, but he didn't assume Alec was referring to Caesar's paramour. However, he also didn't know anyone in the school who went by the name of Cleo, so...