Jem that boy loves to bust his woman's imaginary balls, “just figured since you’ve seen me naked and everything, we should at least be friends.” Trash doesn't mind speaking her thoughts, “just like I didn’t picture you with a bird watching guide, I don’t picture you dusting furniture and mopping floors.” He pushed open the door. “Or picking up dirty clothes . . . or empty chip bags . . . or beer cans,” I added once I stepped inside. “Yep, you’re a slob.” I loved Jem so much, “watching you bake Christmas cookies is making me horny as hell,” he growled against my ear." I really enjoyed reading this book it had quite a mystery to it.
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