I could only nod as emotions rolled in like a destructive storm. This was it. It was over. My incredible time with this beautiful talented man was up. I had to clench my teeth and swallow hard to mask the loss that threatened to overcome my calm exterior. I was holding on for dear life then he said two words with pure tranquility.
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Put your f***ing finger down now before I break it off.
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I turned on the water then returned to the door jamb. “That’s not fair, you’re nice and clean.”
“I am?” He took a few steps toward me.
“Aren’t you?”
“No,” he scowled and shook his head. “I’m dirty. But you knew that.”
Now, if you haven’t heard an Irishman say the word “dirty” before, I will compare it with dynamite in your ovaries. They say it with like, seven Rs.
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If I weren’t a gentleman, I would pound you into the ground right now.” He unfisted his hands in order to dismiss the temptation.
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