Separation (The Kane Trilogy, #2)

by Stylo Fantome

“You think what you want is what everyone wants,” she told him. Jameson shook his head. “No, my problem is I know what I want, and just don't care what anyone else wants,” he corrected her.

“This lobster could be plated in platinum, and you still wouldn't get any pussy,” Tate warned him. An older couple at the table next to them turned around, but Jameson ignored them. “I could make you wear that lobster as a hat and I'd probably still get pussy by the end of the night,” he countered.

“No. By the time I'm done with you, the people at the other end of this goddamn harbor are going to know you just got fucked,” he warned her.