X's and O's (Saint View Murder Squad, #1)

by Elle Thorpe

X pinched the bridge of his nose. “Gray, I’m struggling to go to my happy place.”

“Your weight isn’t the reason I can’t breathe right now, Violet.”

“I touched it. After he had his hand…” I shot George a murderous glare. “I touched the penis gun.”

Why? I could be sunning myself on a beach in Florida right now. But no. I’m here with Pukey the Ice Cream Man, with some random guy’s precum all over my hands.”