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“What the fuck is a fruity tooty?”

I chuckled, remembering the expression on Harley’s face the first time I heard her say it to Cash in the shed at the clubhouse years ago.

“When did you grow a pussy? Better?”

“Much. And from what I hear, my cock is much bigger than yours.”

“You wish, bitch.”

“Speakin’ about cocks, when are you gonna let Kate suck yours?”

“When I know I won’t need a shot for a STD after.”

“You can’t get herpes from a blowjob. Wait. Can you get herpes from a blowie?”

My eyes widened. “Trigger, keep your dick in your pants for once.”

“But my cock is amazin’, it should be shared wit’ the cheerleadin’ squad. Oh, wait… it has been.”

I laughed, shaking my head.

“Don’t be a hater. They want ya just the same.”

“I’m good.”

He threw my words back at me, “The hell, man? You want to hold hands now? When did you grow a fruity tooty?”

“I don’t have time for that shit.”

“Then ya make time.”

“Trigger—”

“I’m serious, bro. Your balls are gonna fall off. I’m settin’ somethin’ up for this weekend. Me, you, Kate, and Valerie, it’s for your own good.”

Before I could tell him no, Harley caught my eye. She was walking with Cash.

What were they still doing here?

Trigger followed my gaze. “I mean, unless it’s Harley you want.”

“Screw her.”

“That could be arranged, but you should crawl before you run. Practice makes perfect, football star.”

“I don’t think that’s the expression.”

“Alright, how ‘bout this? Get your dick sucked before ya fuck Harley’s face. Better?”

“Don’t talk about her that way.”

He jerked back, grinning like the fool he was. “Jackson loves Harley,” he sang, smiling from ear to ear.

“Fuck off.”

“Oh, this is perfect. We could double date. Just needta put in a good word wit’ Shiloh for me. I know! Tell her ‘bout my huge dick.”

“I’ll get right on that.”

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