“What’s this? You didn’t bring me one?” He takes my coffee cup, drinks, and…makes a face. “Good God, Butler, did this come with an insulin shot?”
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Jessica Lemmon,
Eye Candy
“Say the word, Butler.” He’s daring me, but my boldness has shriveled into a tiny, shivering ball. I’m terrified to speak first. I shake my head. I can’t do it. “Say the word,” he repeats. Slowly.”
―
Jessica Lemmon,
Eye Candy