Hannaford Prep: The Complete Series

by J. Bree

“I call dibs. I’ll let Ash help but I’m skinning the fuck,” he finally murmurs to me, and I nod.

“Mon monstre, cut his heart out for me when you’re done. I would like to eat it.”

“What the fuck is a study of peas? They’re vegetables; they can’t go to fucking college!”

Illi snorts, “How the fuck are you still alive? Go back to the children’s table, dickhead. The crack has set you back a few years if you can’t figure it out.”

“True, less is more… unless we’re talking about dick. Maybe you should stop acting like one.”