To Vance Crowe loves his bike is an understatement, "shoot my bike, and there'll be consequences." Jules I liked her, I loved her cat. Jules and I do the same thing we talk to our cats, "shut up, Boo. Mommy's had a very bad day. She did something stupid then got cornered by a hot guy and now she's pretty much effed." Vance doesn't like to share, "Jules, listen to me. Since I intend to get into your pants, he's gonna have to back off." He's possessive, "you're mine, Jules. That means no one puts their hands on you and no one puts their mouth on you. I almost came out of my skin watchin' that last night. You're with me and that means we're exclusive. I do not share. Which means no one touches you. Not again. You got me?" Oh Vance I got you I totally got you *sighs*.
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