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I like Everly more than I like the average person, but at this moment I can’t remember why.
“I’d tell you to warn them of his attitude, but that isn’t a new quirk so I’m sure they’re aware.”
My skin warms and my pussy clenches because I know exactly what’s happening in there. He’s…oh my god. And he’s saying my name.
“If you think someone can fuck you better than I just kissed you, be my guest.”
Brian will be by early.” She smirks. “How’s that going?” “Good,” I admit. “Now that he’s not hitting on you.” “I can’t believe you fired him.” “I didn’t like the way he looked at you.” “How’d he look at me?” “Like he wanted what was mine.” “Yours, huh?”
“The good thing about choices is we can always make another one. What you do today is more important than yesterday.” “What if you don’t know which choice is right?”
“I’ve found most of the time it’s less about knowing what is right or wrong and more about being brave enough to do what’s in our heart. Start there.”
He’s polite, but I get the feeling he would know who to call and where to dispose of a body, if needed.
My dick hasn’t perked up at the sight of a hot girl in weeks. He’s as loyal as me and we only want one person. One annoying, infuriating, perfect woman.
“Or it’s some rich asshole that lives up there.” “You know you’re a rich asshole now, right?”
you would have just fucked her and never told me?” “No,” I say, then, “Maybe. I don’t know. The point is—” The rest of the sentence dies off as Charlotte pulls the hockey stick back and then hits me in the balls with it.
I smile at her tentatively and she grins back. Apparently, it wasn’t personal. Or she’s smiling because she knows she just got me good.