Deacon (The Sovereign Mountain, #3)

by Raya Morris Edwards

“Why do you want to know that, Frey?” he drawls. He

“Cunt, probably,”

“What does it mean?”

“It’s like pussy,” he says. “You should know this by now.”

I frown. “Are you sure there’s not another? What about…cock? That’s bad. Or fuck?” He shakes his head. “No, I reckon cunt is the worst one.” “Why?” It’s his turn to frown. “Hell if I know, Frey. It just is.”