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“You’re not a fuckup. You’re just success-challenged.”
“Congratulations, princess. You’re the first person to call me a dick twice and live.”
Further proof of his magical, fae fuckery.
Baby no, he's just hot as fuck
He clapped. Motherfucker.
Stupid, fucking, sexy magic.
“I see.” He was going to see my foot up his ass, but before I could cheerfully follow through, he pulled out his phone.
“Is there something wrong with this place’s foundation?” I snapped at him, swiping at the wine spreading across my torso nearly as swiftly as the heat flooding across my skin. “Or do you just stand around holding up the walls and brooding out of boredom?”
I started around him toward the much larger bedroom, where there was more space for the three of us—me, him, and his enormous ego.
