I loved Joie, "I'm not interested in your backwoods"- her gaze dropped to his fly and back up -"remedies." Our boy Brett he's a go-getter and not one for giving up, "I like messy." She stopped fidgeting at his admission, three trufts curling out, and he wondered what else was untamed under all of that coiffing and uptown restraint. "And you like me. I can tell. We should go out." Sometimes Brett just has a way with words, "stay right there. I'm on my way. I mean it, don't move. If I drag my a** over there and it turns out to be some coon, I at least want to see you in bed." Boo I loved that little dog obviously the boy can feel his owner's emotions and is totally loyal to her, "she turned on her heel and took off up the stairs. Ears back, tail high, Boo strutted over to Brett, lifted his leg and pi**ed on Brett's bare feet. After a quick wiggle of his hips to ensure that every last drop hit the intended target, Boo trotted after his mistress." Brett is sometimes unusual and so isn't Joie that means in order to woo his woman he goes the non-traditional route, "God dammit, Joie, here's the thing," he said, gripping his hat and spinning it around. "I'm in love with you. And I bought you an effing pig." This book had so much humor and innuendos what wasn't to love about it.
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