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He looks kinda scary when he scowls But still hot Possibly, hotter

Marlow steps forward, her brass balls hanging out and proud "You can’t stop her--that’s not your job It’s like when the Bush twins got busted in that bar with fake IDs or Malia was snapped s pot at Coachella Secret Service couldn’t stop theet killed"

Tommy slips his hands in his pockets, laid back even when he’s being a hardass "We could call her sister Even from an ocean away, I’d bet she’d stop her"

"No!" I ju"

"We could board up the fucking doors and s," Logan suggests

’Cause that’s not overkill or anything

I uards and plead et why you’re concerned, okay? But I have this thing--it’s like e "Suck what?"

I laugh, shaking , ‘When life gives you lemons, make lemonade’?--well, I want to suck the lemon dry"

Neither of them seems particularly impressed

"I want to live every bit of life, experience everything it has to offer, good and bad" I lift my jeans to show my ankle--and the little leet this tattooed on for real As a reminder to live asfor granted And having ht is part of that"

I look back and forth between thean’s still a brick wall

"It’ll be small And quiet--I swear Totally controlled And besides, you guys will be here with oes fucking wrong

By ten thirty the dining roo shoulder-to-shoulder And I don’t know any of them There are empty beer bottles and liquor bottles all over the tables and the kitchen set myself into these situations? Why does this happen to me? And where the hell is Marlow?

A sailor pushes pastsailor--like Popeye--in full dress whites And it’s not even Fleet Week!

"Do you see hi so hard beside me, his face may actually freeze in place And he’d still be sexy as hell

"I told you this was a bad idea," Logan growls

I storown-up Almost

"You’re not supposed to say that! You’re not supposed to say, ‘I told you so’--it’s rude!"

"I don’t give a fuck what’s rude; you need to listen to me Do what I say froue to ask what he’ll do if I don’t Spank me? Tie me up? HandcuffSpecial Agent Sexy-Face, I’irl

Before I can pose the question, a crash from the kitchen pulls me out of my sultry kink-laced fantasy and back to my sucky reality

Theand it’s only a hbor calls the cops I’ the pies! I spot three--no, four--people standing, talking and shoveling tomorrow’s pies into their ht I’an’s dark brown eyes roll to the ceiling "Finally"

I twistit all out inwith your fingers to get everyone’s attention? And I’ll stand on a chair and say, ‘Thank you all for coreat I hope you--’"

That’s when I realize Logan’s not listening Because he’s not standing next tooff thehis hands around his an St James

"You could help, you know"

After the party cleared out, Logan had sent Toht shift and one of the other guys would relieve hi was "set to rights"