“Besides, I don’t like blonds.” “You don’t?” Feely asked, eyebrows raised in surprised. “What can I say?” Kav replied with another shrug of his shoulders. “I’m more of a brunette man.” “I don’t like blonds,” Gibsie mimicked before sticking his middle finger up at him. “What do you call me, asshole?” “Am I fucking you, Gerard?” “I sincerely hope not, Jonathan.” “Well then, there you go.” “Say you like blonds.” “I will not.” “Say it.” “It’s a preference. I’m allowed to have a preference, asshole.” “You most certainly are not,” Gibsie huffed. “Not when it leaves me out.” “Oh my Jesus, Gibs, it’s
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