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This book is dedicated to everyone who’s ever embarrassed themselves in front of a crush. We can’t change the past. But we can laugh at it.
Well, fuckity shits on a stick. Isn’t that just great?”
Stick an apple in my mouth. Drop me on a platter. And ring the bell. I’m done.
“You, my little Kitten, have some claws hidden in that enticing package. And right now, I’m looking at the only gorgeous creature that has captured my attention tonight.’
He calls his mom mama. Melt.
“Oh, Kitten, you’re not ready for me yet. I’m a lot to handle. And once we start this thing between us, I won’t be able to hold back. But fuck, woman, make no mistake, you’re mine.”
“Oh. My. Holy hot-guy gods!” Meghan shouts, startling me out of my daze. “That was the sexiest fucking thing I have ever witnessed.” She fans herself. “That was better than porn. Fuck it, I’m going to be watching that replay as porn.”
“You have to stop being so fucking perfect, Kitten. I’m trying to make it through this day in a civilized manner. I’m doing my best to resist the urge of throwing you over my shoulder and taking you back home. But if I’m going to succeed, you need to stop saying all the right things, making all the right sounds, and looking at me like I hung the damn moon. We have this place, then dinner, then I’m taking you home. Not a moment before. Nod if you understand what I’m saying.”
“And I’ll give you tickets to my games. I’ll do so as often as I please, and I’ll give you as many as I please. I’ll dress you up in my jersey, and any other item of clothing I can think of, branding you as mine. You’ll take them, you’ll wear them, and you’ll be fucking happy about it. Nod if you understand me.”

