“You are a gobshite,” I growled. “A complete and utter gobshite.” “Oh, my Jesus!” Gibsie cringed and slapped a hand across his mouth. “Oh no.” He groaned. “It wouldn’t work, would it?” “My dick works, Gibs!” I snapped. “I get hard, asshole. It just hurts when I—” “When you what?” he asked, eyes wide. “I can’t finish,” I muttered.
