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Yes, I’m a strong, independent woman, and yes, I like a big, sexy man defending my honor. I like it a lot. Damn, that was hot as hell.
“Viper. We don't slice bitches up. We find their weaknesses and destroy them from the inside out,” I said, patting his back. “I love when you talk dirty, Firefly,” Faris growled,
“He's right, Firefly. And when we do, I call dibs on spanking him for his insolence!” Faris called out from across the room, breaking the tension and causing everyone to laugh. He was honestly everything I never knew I was missing.
It was probably a good thing girls didn't have peens. I would be a damn menace if I had one. First thing I'd do would be to cyclone it around.
Don't you know she would've done the exact same thing for any of you? That's just the kind of woman she is. Her heart is bigger than her sense of self-preservation,
“Whew. Your girl is really not into moving swiftly from one place to another,” I panted as I fanned my face. “You mean running?” Faris asked. “Don't say that word in my house,” I replied with a shudder, and he laughed.
Fucking sexy ass, Viking-haired, fancy-peened, devil-dicked bastard.
That was the funny thing about depression. Despite knowing what you can do to cope and make things better for yourself, some days you just can't find the energy or the drive to do shit about it.
