He smirks, nodding his head. “Okay, but I do have a black lace bra upstairs. You can’t get pissed if you find it.” Oh, I’m pissed. “From who?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. “This hottie I banged at a hotel the other night.” I start to climb off him, but he holds me down. “She was so fucking sexy. I’m still obsessed with her tits.” “I fucking hate you.” He kisses me despite me trying to pull away. “Her name was Kelly.” I pull back and smack his chest. He finds this way too entertaining for how close he just came to death.
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