“You can’t talk to me like that,” she challenged, shaking now. Gibsie arched a brow. “And why not?” “Because!” she spat out, flustered. “Because—” “Because I have a dick and you have a pussy?” he offered knowingly. “Oh, please. I’m a twenty-first-century guy. I support equal rights for everyone, which includes the right for me, a dick owner, to tell a stalkerish female, such as yourself, to fuck off!” “That was impressive,” Hughie mused. “I’m an impressive guy,” Gibs shot back with a smirk.
