Cam tried to listen to the heated exchange, but the
accusations flung back and forth had nothing to do with the
issue at hand: Opal Stancil smacking Ralph, her husband of
five decades, with her umbrella. Why Opal had an umbrella
handy when Crook County had suffered from severe drought
for the last ten years remained a mystery.
Depends on if this is an ass chewing session or a rational discussion. I've had enough shit flung at me today that I'm feeling like a monkey.
Lorelei JamesIt's hard to have a serious conversation with you when you're wearin' lighted cocks on your head."
AJ defiantly thrust out her chin and the penises bobbled. "We aren't having a conversation. You're give me tough-guy attitude. If you won't acknowledge me in public, you don't have the right to chastise me for anything I do in public or in private. And now you lost the right to do anything to me in private either, bucko."
"Quit bein' so goddamm childish."
Her eyes narrowed to silver slits. "Quit bein' such a goddamn dickhead."
"You're the one with dicks on your head, baby doll."
"Yeah? I can take mine off any old time I please, but you wear your dickhead like a second skin. Or should I say as a second foreskin?
Stichwörter: contemporary-romance cowboy
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