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277 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 17, 2016





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Apparently when I say things like “I want you to come on my tongue” that is considered dirty talk, not relationship goals. Who knew?
That's all I provide—the best sex a woman could want. No shame or excuses. No need to pretend like she wants a relationship to get good sex. The women who do want a relationship, I avoid. Women who start to gaze at me as though I can be that honey-I'm-home guy, I drop—kindly.
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He probably uses women for money, hates his mother, has no ambition, and is the kind of asshole who would kick a woman out of his house if she were on her period.
I'm going to give him a hard time, but once, just this once, I'm going to have him in my bed. I won't be fool enough to fall for him.
There's not going to be a wedding when we're done with each other. There will be gravestones.
Men gossip like women. They just use less words when they do.
“You know he's still fucking Robyn.”
“He is? Dumb fuck.”
Samantha rips the cover back an inch and shoves a wine bottle into my hand. “This has got to stop. It's one thing to be sad over a break up. Another to be pathetic.”
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“Now don't waste another moment. Make mistakes, make love, be happy.


