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This is your time to explore.” Peyton shrugged. “Explore?” I said, over a fit of laughter. “Yeah. It’s your dick era. Go get it, girl.” “What is wrong with you? Not everyone wants to be in their dick era,” Demi said, shaking her head with a huge smile spread across her face.
Not even a white van filled with killer bees and a serial killer clown driving said van could help me now.
What a sentence
“But you don’t get the girls, Pops.”
LOL BEEFCAKE
And he pulled back, eyes wild with need. “Well, it’s official. I’m fucked.”
Fuck yeah. I just want to make it official. Ruby said she’ll go to Vegas with me after Romeo and Demi’s wedding. She doesn’t want to take their rain cloud or some shit. Steal their thunder, you dickoyster.
Dickoyster
I hope Midge puts the wrong cheese on your sandwich and you shit your pants, you lactose-intolerant dickgoober.
I finished chewing. “That’s nice that you like him so much. I’ll bet he’s really good-looking, too.” “He’s all right. He’s got this older brother, though, and that guy is hot as hell.” She fanned her face, and we both laughed.
“Jesus. You’ve been here for seven hours?” “And it’s bee season. So, I’ve risked my life just to talk to you.”
“But as much as it pissed me off, I kind of like that you did what she asked you to do by keeping it a secret.” “Why?” “Because it shows me that you’re her little bitch, and I think I’m going to enjoy this.”
“How about we have a little fun with them before we tell them we’re good?” Hayes said. “They don’t call me Good Time Pierce for nothing.” “Nobody calls you that. Do you just make this shit up as you go?” He chuckled. “Damn straight.”
You didn’t kill him already, did you? Romeo Can you wait until after the wedding? I’d be short a groomsman.
There on the plate was a fluffball dandelion with a key tied to the end of it. “For fuck’s sake,” Hayes said over his laughter. “Look at this romantic fucker. A key tied to a flower. Shit. He’s so whipped he can’t see straight.”
“You know, I’m reading a single-dad romance right now,” I said, and they all gaped at me. “What? It’s a hot trope. They even call the single dads ‘daddy’ in the book. And if he’s a businessman, they’ll call him ‘business daddy’, or there’s ‘alpha daddy’. I think Nash would be ‘contractor daddy’. It’s a real thing, boys.” “If you ever call me ‘contractor daddy’, I will literally shave off both your eyebrows and draw a vagina on your forehead with permanent marker.” Nash raised a brow.
