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The first glimpse of the black ink has me gasping, but I nearly scream when I yank it back completely. Mrs. Bennett.
“What’s for breakfast?” I ask. “Pussy.”
“I didn’t want to love you, Callie, but fuck me, I do. Possessively. Irrevocably. Completely.”
“It’s better to be at the right hand of the devil, than to be in his path of destruction.”
Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.” “More like stressed, depressed, lemon zest.”
“I’m not lazy, I’m just motivationally challenged,”
