Page 33 of P.S. I Loathe You


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Wes Holt:Nope??

Wes Holt:Although according to you I’m the devil, so I’m probably not a good judge of what’s horrible and what’s not

Me:Why does it depend on whether I feel guilty or not?

Wes Holt:Coz it’ll get real old if you start wringing your hands and worrying about what people will say every time we fuck

I roll my eyes at that. I won’t have to worry about what people say because I don’t plan on anyone finding out. Ever.

Me:Hey, I’m not the one who freaked out last night????‍??

Me:And I wasn’t exactly planning on making a royal announcement. No offence but being another notch on your mile long belt isn’t exactly something I’m proud of

Wes Holt:I do take offence at that, actually. It’s an honour and a privilege to be so thoroughly ploughed by me. Try to find someone else who can beat that bar now. I DARE YOU.

Me:You’re insufferable

Wes Holt:I’m off work at 3. Be naked and prepped by the time I get to your place

Me:That bucket of ice water is working wonders, I see…

Me:And did you consider I might have plans this afternoon?

Wes Holt:Cancel them

I let out a loud groan of annoyance and toss my phone onto my bed. “YOU ARE SUCH AN ARSEHOLE!”

But of course, I’m going to do exactly what he said, because my dick has officially taken over control of my senses.

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