Page 113 of Filthy Lies


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One cheese and ham croissant in and I was grilling her about BDSec.

“I should have known you had something to do with that hacktivist group when they started calling themselves Pussy Patrol.”

Her nose crinkled. “It was a ‘fuck you’ to the patriarchy.”

“No,” I drawled. “I’d never have guessed.”

She squinted at me. “Why do you even care?”

“Because if I’d been aPaukor had been with Anonymous, wouldn’t you have wanted to know?”

“No,” she grumbled.

“Lies again! No coffee for you.” I made to snatch her mug but she literally hissed at me and held it between her tits. Amused, I rasped, “I knew you were part cat.”

“Better than being part dog.” She sniffed.

“Meaning?”

“Meaning you are.”

“How did you figure that out?”

“You’re loyal and you obey orders.”

“You were a soldier.”

“Yeah, and when I stopped obeying, they tossed me in Club Pervert because I’m a cat.”

“What kind of cat?”

She smirked. “Siamese.”

“Does that mean you yowl if I tug on your tail?”

Her eyes flared. “Um, no.”

I almost started snickering, but I saw I’d shocked her.

Damn, she was edgy. And I loved it. There was no relaxing around her when she was in a mood, which was clearly our current issue.

“What dog am I?”

“Maybe an Australian Shepherd.”

Shoving a hand through my hair, I chuckled. “Random.”

“Nah. I grew up with one. They’re the best. Smartest breed around, hear anything, keep a watch on everything, playful, pretty… What about that isn’t you?”

I pondered the description. “I think I’ll take that. Also, you thought about it,” I teased. “I’m touched.”

She glowered at her coffee. “Katina asked me once.”

“Katina did. Right.”

“She did! She’s at that age where she asks stupid shit. We’re almost past that point.” She crossed her fingers. “I preferred it when she wanted to know why Link and Lily ‘slept’ so much—”

“Because they were in bed all the time?” I shot her a mocking wink. “That’s whatOldMen andOldLadies do?”

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