He was used to being playful with women, teasing while keeping ultimate control. With Luna, he felt like a berserk marauder. He couldn't even spell control, much less utilize it.
Lori FosterI want to make a bet with you.โ Her interest perked up. โYou do? About what?โ Already knowing it wouldnโt go over well, Spencer braced himself. โI bet you canโt go a month without cursing.โ Her chin tucked in, and her brows came down. โWhat does that have to do with anything?โ He had no idea, except that it annoying him to hear her be so coarse. โGo a month without cursing.โ He hated himself, but he said, โEvery time you slip, you owe me a kiss.
Lori FosterI despise stereotypes. A gay man can be a macho athlete, or he can be an interior designer or any career in between.
Lori FosterYou trust him, Trace, and you know it." "With my back," Trace snapped. "Not with my sister.
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