More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
Having a twin in general is a royal pain in the arse. Having him on the same team is like a bad case of haemorrhoids. Having him playing the same position is like a jagged butt plug rammed in at the wrong angle.
“Are you just here as a table decoration? Or does that apple actually come out of your mouth?” I smile as Belle’s dark eyes turn to saucers. She completes her chomp down on the fruit, wiping away a dribble of juice that slithers down her chin.
“Are you herpes sorry?” His hard eyes hide a playful twinkle. “I don’t even know what that means,” I groan.
“Now let’s get some sleep before my blue balls create a new colour in the rainbow.”
“You need to get some clothes on because I just pictured pulling that towel off and motor-boating your tits.”
“All right, we’re good and buzzed now. It’s time to get serious about Penis Number Two before we get so pissed we can’t pick a good pecker.”
Cuddling isn’t so bad when you just let yourself enjoy it instead of mentally freaking out over the after effects.
