“You still seein’ that motherfucker?” he asked me in a voice that was lower than a rumble and so controlled, I knew I was in trouble. “Erm, technically, I don’t know if we were ever dating in the first place,” I tried to explain. “The logistics of modern dating are kind of complicated.” “You fuckin’ with me, little girl? You playin’ with a grown man for sport to learn a few things ’fore you go back to limp-ass teenage dick?” “Zeus,”
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