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By AnonymAngel Martinez
He thought [he] was past all this awkwardness and anxiety over communicating with human he potentially licked...er, liked. Then Jason's scent hit him like a basketball to the face and he couldn't try to pretend he was anywhere near in control
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By AnonymAngel Martinez
I do believe our Diego thinks I’m a liar.” “Aren’t you?” She nudged him. “When it suits me.
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By AnonymAngel Martinez
I do wish humans could express themselves more clearly. A simple ’yes, what you did hurt me’ would be much preferable to hidden grudges that lead to unpleasant things.
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By AnonymAngel Martinez
They are merely stars.” “You’re such a liar.” “Yes.” “I’d rather you told me it’s none of my business than have you fib to me.” “Fib?” “A small lie. One that doesn’t necessarily hurt anyone.” Finn chuckled. “Ah, they come in degrees and types now. I like that.
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By AnonymAngel Martinez
You better if you know what’s good for you. What’d you do, raid the Playgirl model stable?
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By AnonymAngel Martinez
You have the most lovely skin,” Finn told her. “Like mahogany. Like the finest river loam. Could I touch it?” “You are touching it, Casanova,” Rita answered, eyes on the blood pressure dial. “Behave.” “Casanova?” Finn shot Diego a questioning glance. “Famous lover.” “Ah. A compliment?” “Sarcasm.” Please don’t make me explain sarcasm. “Typical.” Apparently, it wouldn’t be necessary.
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By AnonymAngel Martinez
You mean I can’t keep him because he needs trees and grass and room to roam?
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By AnonymAngel Martinez
You sure that’s a dog, sir? Looks like an illegal immigrant pooka to me
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