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“You’re fucking kidding me.”
Me too
Gemma failed to see how that was relevant, but good to know?
Real
succession
Love that show
She was a total fucking goner. Whatever magic Tansy was made of, Gemma wanted to drown in it, revel in the honeyed heat burning her up from the inside out. It was better than the finest bourbon she’d ever had the pleasure of sipping.
“You know what they say—one woman’s worse is another woman’s better.” Gemma arched a brow. “No one says that.” “They should start.
Trauma, while terrible, is fantastic for bonding.”
“Taylor’s lucky all he kept was her scarf.” Gemma pursed her lips. “He made off with a pair of my La Perla panties.”
Noooooooo lmao
“Nobody’s gonna know.” Rochelle and Gemma exchanged a look. “They’re gonna know.” “How would they know?”
Not the tiktok reference
A part of her, no matter how childish and naive, would always crave her father’s validation, his approval. His affection. A part of her would always be disappointed.
“Careful.” Gemma took a smaller sip of scotch. “Curiosity killed the cat.” “You’re forgetting the second half of the saying. But satisfaction brought it back.”
