Stupid Dirty (Possum Hollow, #1)

by Erin Russell

And if I’m spoiling him with attention, so what? He fucking deserves it. He deserves everything I have to offer, so I’m not going to hold back because of whatever arbitrary decisions society has made about men needing to be independent. Fuck that and fuck you for suggesting it.”

Because you’re talking about him like he hung the fucking moon, and I’ve never seen you talk about anyone this way. Not even Wish.”

If I could hollow out the space inside my ribs and place him there for safekeeping, I would.

“Fuck,” he says, still staring at me the way he does. “We are so fucking stupid. No one is as stupid as we are. Fuck, we’re dumb.” I don’t have time to figure out what he means by that, because half a second later he launches himself at me and my lap and mouth is suddenly full of Cade.

Cade calls over to her one more time before she disappears back down the hallway. “Except what are the two things we absolutely do not do in this household?” The long-suffering look she gives him in return seems well practiced. “Take meth or get pregnant.” “Exactly.” The spoon is pointed at her for emphasis. “Now go.”