But Dahlia was a different breed. She scoffed instead. “Yeah, well, I guess anything’s better than the dumbass I’m stuck with now.” Okay, fuck this. My plans to charm Dahlia into a friends-with-benefits situation shriveled faster than my nuts. I knew I wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but if she thought I was putting my prize-winning dick anywhere near her bitchy vagina with that attitude… “Don’t ever fucking call him that again.”
