"The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat"
"Can we move this along?" a bored voice stated. "I have places to be and people to shag." "Ian, I'm not going to hug you," I stated as I approached him. "I know you like this better." With that, I slapped him hard enough to rock his head to the side. When he'd straightened, he flashed me a wicked grin. "Finally, you give me what I want. Knew you loved me, Reaper."
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Source: Jeaniene Frost (2013). “Twice Tempted: A Night Prince Novel”, p.19, Harper Collins
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