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Except for a tall brunette. Most of our customers tend to be regulars, but I’ve never seen her here before. “Wow, you’re amazing.” Grinning, Josh takes a step forward, even though she’s regarding me. “If you think he’s amazing at guitar, you should see the way he fucks. The dude has a literal anaconda in his pants. Hope you don’t want kids because he’ll fuck your uterus up and rip you in half.” I’m about to fuck his face up if he doesn’t close his big fat mouth.
I stand up, intending to walk away, but what she says next gives me pause. “I really want to be friends with you, Memphis.” Friends. It’s the equivalent of tearing my beating heart out of my chest and handing it to her so she can stomp all over it. But for some foolish reason, I’m willing to sacrifice my own happiness for hers.
If we had met first…she would have chosen me.
The only thing rising is the thing jabbing me because, somehow, it’s gotten even bigger. Holy crap. Who knew Memphis was packing?
