Gage knows how to pull out the big guns with his retorts, “sweetheart, there is no way in heck you could handle my bone.” Gage is just a big ball of sunshine, “you want flowers and bul*****, or you want to come twenty times in three days?” I don’t answer. “Am I gonna get a darn picture, or do I have to effing jerk-off to the same goddarn one every day?” I really enjoyed this book, I loved Gage.
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