Cujo is quite not patient, "it was cake for eff’s sake. Drea sounded like she’d just had an orgasm in the middle of the kitchen. He cut a piece and popped it into his mouth." Cujo is a passionate man, “you don’t need what.” He walked toward her. “This, me, us? Let me tell you something. I want to stay away from you. But I can’t. I just can’t effing do it, Drea.” He grabbed her, pushed her up against the bushes, and kissed her." Cujo says some of the sweetest things, “I grabbed Chinese. And you better be naked.” He entered the room juggling a brown bag of tempting-smelling food and a bottle of white wine." I loved this book.
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