Fu*kboys in Flannel (Ravens of Hollow Hill #1)

by Rory Ireland

They hate each other far more than they could ever love me.

“Because I can. Because I want to. Just because I treat you like a whore when I fuck you doesn’t mean you are one. You know that. Just let me take care of you.

“That’s it, spitfire. Baptize me in your essence.”

Yikes. Cringe