“What’s my type?” Fucker was enjoying teasing me a little too much. I’d make him pay for that later. “Hmm…” Panther eyed me as though trying to decide where to start first. “My type is tall, cocky, reckless as all hell, and has a tattoo on the back of his thigh that’s been making my dick hard since he walked out here in his shorts this afternoon.”
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