A Favor for a Favor (All In, #2)

by Helena Hunting

Did he just say my face is a boner-killer? I have so had it with assholes tonight.

Suddenly I’m not the most embarrassed person in the room anymore, and I think I’ve found my girl squad.

“Like he wants to hold your hand.” She pauses, her smile widening at my eye roll. “And shove it down the front of his pants.”

“First you tell me you’re a swallower, and then you offer me up your pussy for dessert? When I’m ninety years old and senile, I’ll still remember this conversation.”

“Everyone has a demon or two, Stevie. You just gotta learn how to live with them and find other people who think all your good parts outweigh the bad.”

Things I’ve enjoyed recently: Stevie, rehab with Stevie, me telling Stevie’s ex that he’s an asshole and an idiot, me watching hockey with Stevie, me going to ice practice with Stevie—girl can skate like a pro—Stevie’s hands on me, the smell of Stevie.

I’m way past wanting to claim the pussy. I want to claim the whole woman.