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“You want to talk about it?”

She snorted “Fuck no”

He set his bottle down directly across from her on the island, then braced himself on his palms “You want him” It wasn’t a question

Once again, she snorted, but this ti amount of vehemence “I don’t want him I want him to stick to his whores and leave me the fuck alone”

Why he pushed this, he couldn’t have said, but he also couldn’t stop hiet the whores and just be with you”

I get it The man’s potent as fuck

Her eyes widened as her head ,” she whispered

“I don’t think so”

Suddenly Jazz straightened “No!” she said with force, slaranite Dark purple liquid sloshed over the ri on the counter “You’re fucking wrong,” she said “What the fuck is this, Guht you wantedto push me toward him Toward a man who thinks it’s his mission to fuck as many people as possible Would you want to be with someone like that?” Her tone seemed almost accusatory

Ridiculous She couldn’t possibly knohat happened between him and Scre the other man proved beyond a shadow of a doubt why men and women shed their pride to be with him for just a few moments time

“Shit,” she said looking down at her wet hand as though only now realizing she’d spilled the wine With a huff, Jazza wad of paper towels from the countertop holder Her shoulders stiffened then slumped