“Well, except your boy here,” Blondie said with a smile. “It’s cool though. I’m definitely not judging. I let my boys fuck my girl too.” “Cole,” the blue-eyed, beanie-wearing guy snapped. Blondie, or Cole as I’d just learned, grinned. “Fox doesn’t like when I tell people I let him fuck my girl.” “Fuck off, Cole,” Fox snapped. “She’s our girl,” the other guy spoke up. “Not just yours.”
