“Honestly? Stick your cock in a bee hive. Call me and let me know how that goes.” Flashing him a sweet, acidic smile, she then made her way to Tanner, who was holding the car door open. “Hey, Tanner.” “Problem?” He flicked his gaze to Royce. She sighed. “I just don’t understand your gender. Do you?” Tanner held up his hands. “This isn’t a conversation that could go well for me.”
