We’re takin’ Faye home.”
“Got that.”
“Son, I need to know which home we’re takin’ her to.”
Jesus.
Was the church deacon Dad of the virgin girlfriend he’d deflowered asking him which bed he wanted to sleep in with his daughter that night?
“Yours or hers?” Silas continued.
Fucking hell, he was.

“What I don’t got is bitches who play mind games because they’re pissed off abou…”

“You know, you wouldn't even want a man who wouldn't go back to save someone's m…”

“And I was about to learn that when a dragon breathed fire, it wasn't about nois…”

“You’re mine, the girls are mine. I’m stakin’ my claim with you right now and, y…”