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More like this body’s.

Cyrus

Chérie, I haven’t even gotten started.

Might I point out, you’ve had lifetimes with these women, and I had to suck death’s dick to finally get a chance with you last night.

Freya

*Eyeballs emoji, laughing emojis* Oh you must be desperate, playing the almost died card.

Honestly Cyurs.

*Cyrus*

Jesus, did my thumps have stroke?

*Thubs

*THUMBS*

Duck.

Never mind.

Cyrus

*Crying Laughing emoji, face palm emoji*

Can burn down a heavily guarded warehouse, but can’t text. Noted.

Freya

Look, I want your face between my thighs more than you do, but this means a lot to Fae. It’s the last chance we have to just…be normal. Do girl things.

Cyrus

Plan on losing?

Freya

Plan on fighting.

Cyrus

Fine. Enjoy the girls. Then get your fine ass back here.

Freya

Needy man.

Cyrus

…

With heat in my cheeks and my teeth clamped onto my lip to keep from grinning, I watched those three little dots load and vanish over and over again. I was on the edge of my hypothetical seat when he finally responded.

Cyrus