There are times it would be better if Gus just didn't think, thinking gets him in trouble, “you did. I came anyway.” I thought after having her in my mouth she would be less hostile. I was wrong." Gus, you know thinks he's doing the right thing, but really he's just agitating his woman, “yeah, we’re both injured, can’t play tonight,” he said simply, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “So, I’m thinking ice cream, noodles, some Netflix, and an ice pack for your puss.” I glared, but he beamed back at me. “We can watch whatever you want, and I’ll even hold the ice pack to your ****y. If you want to take your panties off, I support that. We’ll stay in my room.” I liked this book, I loved Gus.
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