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To every girl who was ever made to feel less-than for her choices. You are magic. Burn the patriarchy.
“Is there a reason why the child is holding a penis?” He flicked his gaze to Gravity, who was hugging Mr. Mushroom on the suitcase while she watched her show intently.
“I said, sex is on the table.” Silence. “Or anywhere else you’d like to have it, to be honest. I’m not picky.” My. Jaw. Was. On. The. Goddamn. Floor.
Row is going to cut you into ribbons and slow-cook you in your own bone broth if you take liberties, asshole. Tell her there’ll be no hookups. Tell her the deal only includes the regular rom-com shit. Be a Nicholas Galitzine, not a goddamn…I don’t know, King Joffrey. “Let’s hear your limits.” Dammit, asshole, what did we just talk about?
You will not blow our cover and won’t tell anyone about that time a balloon got stuck in my braces in eighth grade and everybody thought it was a condom.” She gave me a frustrated look. “Rhyland, it was a condom.” “It was a beige-colored balloon, Dylan.” It was a condom.
The doorbell rang again. I didn’t remember ordering a stage-five clinger.
No doubt I needed to stock up on good vibrators and some Jade West books to spice up my life.
Same girl same!! Jade West is EPIC
“I still need to see if it fits.” “It fits,” Rhyland reassured me. “How do you know?” “Because I’ve spent half my fucking lifetime studying every curve and measurement of your body.”
If he were a song, I thought wistfully, he’d be a ballad. Sweet and forlorn and full of hidden meanings. “Wildest Dreams,” maybe.
