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“There are three sides to every story. His side, her side, and the truth.
“You are mine, Charlotte. If I want to rip your bra in half, I’ll rip your bra in fucking half.”
“Have your husband buy you one,” he snaps. “Tell him your marriage counselor ripped it off of you before he fucked you so hard you didn’t know your own name,”
“God, Charley. We’re not just playing with fire, we’re right in the middle of an inferno.”
And that was the thing about having a best friend; you rang the alarm, and they were there. They just might be a pain in the ass about it though.
“That you could show up here unannounced, half dressed, and I would drop everything and fuck you?”
“Don’t you dare,” he groans, holding onto my ponytail to keep me on his dick. “It’s Lauren…” “I don’t care if it’s Jesus. Suck.”
“Because although you did something bad, you’re not a bad person.”
“I would not come within kicking range of me because your ability to have kids will be put into jeopardy.”
“Guess it doesn’t matter though, it’s not like you want them anyway.”
“Say please,”
“Beg for it.” “I think you’re forgetting how this works, Charlotte,”
