“Oh, come on now, Torrez, you know it’s not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in the dog.” “True, but you’re confusing your witch for bitch, you’re no shifter. Why do you want to make me mess up that perfect face?” His shit talking game is on point, and I can’t help but appreciate it. I smirk, and he scents the air again.
