ReadMarch 6, 2018
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"So don't come at me preaching about the fake-ass persona you want me to have, It's never going to happen. All I care about is playing ball."
"Don't underestimate me. Or what it will be like to be locked in this mansion with me. I'm not a pleasant person, and no amount of anger management or therapy will turn me into one.
“Sorry. I’m not usually this sarcastic when talking to potential employers.”
“You should probably work on that. My fuse is short and burns fast.”
“So I’ve heard.”
Gavin pointed at me. “You did it again.”
“Were a smartass.”
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There was something reassuring about the realness of outright hostility.
I’d never been into the whole geek thing before, but his lean body, thick, dark hair, and square-rimmed glasses did it for me. I wanted to fuck him while he was wearing them and see if they fell off his face.
It wasn't fair for him to look this good and to have a dick that big. Life was ridiculous.
Gavin Brawley was one of the most unlikeable people I’d ever met, and yet my brain had no problems conjuring images of us naked, sweating, and doing the unmentionable.