Desiree

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“Are you for real?” Bailey hisses. “I don’t have a choice.” “I’ll remember that, dick.” Despite the venom in Bailey’s tone, Chad doesn’t seem worried. He drops a kiss on his boyfriend’s nose. “What if I let you tie me up later?” Bailey stills. “Naked?” “Duh.” “Fine,” he grumbles. “But if you do anything to my room, there’s no sex for a month.”
Master of Mayhem (Frat Wars, #2)
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