Right Man, Right Time (The Vancouver Agitators, #3)

by Meghan Quinn

Silas was there because he got a rock stuck up his nose.”

wasn’t from morbid curiosity or a nose fetish on his end. He just happened to sniff at the wrong time while a car drove by, lodging a rock right up the nostril. What are the chances, right?”

“That was months ago. Don’t you recharge?” “I’m not a fucking battery.”

After a few seconds of awkward silence, Hornsby finally asks, “Why is your dick on Posey’s knee?” “Is that what that is?” Posey asks, glancing down. “Dude, congrats on the soft penis. Like a velvet cloud.”