Oh Turner I love you, "oh, please, baby," Turner says, grabbing his junk (which is probably strangled to death in his too tight pants) and turning to Naomi. "You couldn't live without this." Dax I think that boy stole my heart, "are we going to have one now?" I ask. My di** has a mind of it's own and currently, it's attempting to make a jail break. I've managed to push Sydney's skin tight dress up her thighs." When he's drunk he's quite honest, "Sydney," he says as I drag a vodka shot away from him with my fingernail. "You're the only woman that's ever given me a three day erection." I'm glad Dax starts to see through his Naomi-love-haze and see what's in front of him, "I appreciate the offer," he whispers, his voice so rough like it's going to break us both in half. "But it's not Naomi I want to be with right now, it's you." Sydney she's just so cute I couldn't help but love her, "that's a silly thing to say. I haven't met your balls personally yet, but we're acquainted. Thus far, I see no reason to get rid of the little effers." It was no shock that C.M left us hanging so I'm impatiently waiting for the next book.
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