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August 25 - September 14, 2023
Where were the Portuguese custard tarts? I was promised Portuguese custard tarts.
“You don’t need to like me to let me make you feel good.”
Zach Sun: Mussolini’s right hand. Ollie vB: *Mussolini’s jerk-off hand. Romeo Costa left the chat. Ollie vB added Romeo Costa to the chat.
Ollie vB: I’m never going to unsee the picture of Romeo turning blue when she wiggled her little ass on his lap. Boss bitch move. Zach Sun: Or when Rom threw a hissy fit after she hit on the co-pilot. His self-control evaporated quicker than a thought in Ollie’s brain.
Zach Sun: Hissy fit #2 duly recorded and entered into the meeting’s minutes. The woman turned you into an ape.
I could kiss her in that moment. Of course, she’d probably bite my lips off as payback.
Ollie vB: I hate to say this, Costa, but you’ve always been a prude. Right, Zach? Zach Sun left the chat. Romeo Costa left the chat. Ollie vB: So dramatic.
The world of shotput had missed out on a natural talent.
Ollie vB: Admit it, Costa. You miscalculated. You wanted dumb and dumber and got the best and the brightest. Alexa, play American Idiot.
“Sir, you have never, in the eleven years I’ve known you, missed an appointment.” “I have never, in the eleven years you have known me, chained my destiny to that of a beautiful sociopath.”
Shortbread licked the inside of an Oreo. “Hanging up our wedding portrait.” “In my office?” “Where else would I hang it?” She nodded for Vernon to hike up the left edge, then signaled for him to stop with a raised cookie. “Perfect.” I studied the image, noting one important fact. “I’m not in this.” She beamed. “I know. Isn’t it perfect?”
“We both know you finish dinner in point-two seconds every night to kick me out early so you and Lucifer can get freaky.”
“Okay, Zaddy,” I purred.
Detroit?
He would forever be my perfect, dark Romeo.
“Nothing.” I slipped a hand around her narrow waist, drawing her to me, not giving a single lonely damn that her entire family watched. “I just thought I’d take you up on that offer for the date.” “The date was supposed to take place when I returned from Georgia.” “That timeline doesn’t work for me.” She scrunched her nose. “Why not?” “Because I cannot stay away from you for longer than forty-eight hours.”