Lola that girl has spunk, "if you can't remember my name, there's no way in eff I'm screwing you, so piss off. All I wanted was an answer to my question. If you can't give me that, we're done here." Ronnie I loved him, perhaps more than Turner, but don't tell him that, "you're the most vulgar woman I've ever met, and strangely, I'm intrigued." Turner and Noami are in the book and I was so glad to see nothing really has changed in their relationship, "what the hell did I do now? Ever since you confessed your love to me you've been getting all pissy at every little thing that comes out of my mouth. You don't have to take tour embarrassment out on me. I'm not shamed and you shouldn't be either." Ronnie and Lola are a very touchy/feely couple, "I lift a hand up and barely, just barely, put my fingertips against his chest. With a start and a scrambling of feet, Ronnie is up and grabbing me around the hips, slamming me back into a bistro table." And Turner he's just as possessive if not more in this book than the others, "eff you," Turner growls, and I hear slamming cabinets in the kitchenette area. "As far as I'm concerned, you're my woman now. Get used to it. And get used to this because it's going to be the lost co** you ever suck." And Ronnie that boy is just sex on two legs like seriously, "Lola, baby, you're so effing hot," he whispers, leaning down over me and scalding my ear with hot heat. Just looking at you makes me want to shoot my effing load." These boys are really romantic. I'm ready for the next installment.
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