Cope shot up straight on the end of the sectional. “I’m not a prude.” His gaze cut to Sutton. “Tell them about that thing I did the other night.” She gaped at him. “This is like when you wanted me to tell everyone you had a big dick. Not going to happen, Hotshot.” He let out a huff. “Big, kinky dick. That’s all you gotta know.” Anson’s face screwed up. “That makes it sound like your dick is knotted and warty.” Cope opened his mouth, but Sutton held up a hand to stop him. “I am also not telling your family how beautiful your penis is.” Cope grinned. “You heard it here. Big, beautiful dick.”
