And yet there was something about his strength, his arrogance, his sheer size that got under my skin. He probably couldn't even spell vanilla. He was probably selfish in the sack. Probably selfish and greedy and...unsophisticated. And hung like a horse.
Josh LanyonA pause followed my greeting. Then โWeโre watching you โ whispered the voice on the other end. โYeah? Did you see what I did with my keys? โ Silence. Then dial tone. These younger demons. So easily discouraged.
Josh LanyonHe looked okay. No, to be honest. He looked a lot better than okay. He looked...fine. Fine, as in get the Chiffons over here to sing a chorus.
Josh LanyonHow did people get over this? They obviously did. Every day someone fell in love with the wrong person and had to pack up all their fragile, misguided hopes and unwanted affection, and move on to the next picnic table.
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