Not worth it," Cheryl decreed, "been there, done that, got the fuckin' t-shirt and it didn't fit so I threw the motherfucker out.

“There was something very sexy about Mace going commando. Very sexy. Down Mace S…”

“Don’t mind us,” Mack called. “They probably don’t get a lot of foreplay in hosp…”

“You," he growled, the sound of his rumbling, deep, harsh voice like a touch. "I…”

“Please, honey," he whispered, "make tacos. Eat 'em. Watch television. Do whatev…”