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“What the fuck is that?” “A cat. Her name is Cleocatra.”
“I hope he has a huge dick. It makes the dumb shit men do a lot more forgivable.”
“Am I Mrs. Wild Side?”
“If that guy pets my cat, I’ll tie a knot in his scrawny arm to match the one in his neck.” I grin. “Did you just say your cat?”
“Her name is Tabitha, not that you need to know. Because you? You’re going to keep my wife’s name out of your fucking mouth.”
Does love start off as obsession? Because that’s what I am. Obsessed with my wife.
“Like a dog, Rhys! Your stage wife was looking at you like she wanted to jump your bones, and you fucking patted her on the head! What in the actual fuck were you thinking?”
