You can tell Boone has some feeling for Verity, "she had on a lace bra beneath her wet shirt. The elusive design outlined against the white tank was unmistakable. Black lace. On the Preacher's daughter. Verity Fairchild like black lace. And I liked black lace on Verity Fairchild. It would be so good to take it off her. Eff me." These two as so hot and cold it's not funny but there is passion behind their coldness, "what is that? Are you actually sneering at me because I'm with someone? Last time I check, she wasn't slapping my face." Boone that boy gets himself into some interesting situations, "eff. My di** was so hard. Effing wood in front of Verity's mother. A freakin Preacher's wife, for chrissake." I mean Verity she also gets into some weird situations, "I felt her hand in my jeans pocket, and she made a grab for what she though was the bulge of my keys. "Not the keys," I said as she grabbed my di**. My still hard di**." Boone he likes to treat Verity like a lady and well Verity she... has a mind of her own when it comes to her horniess, "we're in my effing truck," he growled and moaned at the same time, pressing his mouth fiercely against mine every time I took it." And Boone he can be a jealous man when he needs to be, "he stiffened and frowned. "I effing don't like the sound of that. Who is this effer?!" As you can probably tell these Outlaw boys sure have a dirty mouth, but a dirty mouth is okay when they know how to put it to good use.
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