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“Leave them be, mama. My men won’t hurt them.”
“You should teach your men some manners,” I retorted, keeping my focus on Meredith and her friends. “Right now, they’re about as charming as a swarm of mosquitos at a picnic.”
“It’s not in their nature to be charming. They don’t have to when they can catch as much honey as they want with a bit of sweetness. I prefer a bit of sting.”
All men were the same, and that statement had just confirmed it. I'd get a dog and live by myself.
“Easy, mama. I like to see you flustered like that. It’s better than the ice queen. Makes you human.”
