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" fucking concerned about taking advantage of me. Hear this . . . you’re not, Jayme. I want you, I want this.” I kiss her lips softly, gently sipping at her. She tastes of salt, and a hint of that grass smoothie still, but I don’t care anymore. I’d drink a hundred of those things if I could kiss her. When our lips part, she sighs, a sound not of resignation but of happiness . . . of acceptance. “I want you too,” she whispers. “I want this, Carson. "
― Lauren Landish , Risky Business
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" Katelyn blows Cindy Lou a kiss with a big "Mwah! You wanna stay with Auntie Katelyn tonight, sweet girl?"
Cindy Lou smiles, kicking her pink-striped stock-covered feet, and then returns the kiss. Except it's more like she blows a raspberry, and orange baby food goes everywhere, getting all over James and dribbling down Cindy Lou's chin.
"Sum of a bifch!" he shouts in shock, disgust wrinkling his brow. "Oh gawd, it's in ma mouf! I 'eed a 'apkin!"
We're all fighting back laughter as Sophie, who hasn't missed a beat of her own dinner, hands him a paper towel. To his credit, he wipes his daughter down first then scrubs at his own face.
"Language," Mama Louise corrects.
You'd think she'd give up on that by now. We're all pretty rough around the edges, even though we have some decent manners. The language rule just doesn't seem to be one that stuck ... to any of us. Hell, I've even heard the girls go off worse than any of us boys before, depending on the topic and their level of excitement or fury. Mama Louise's fighting a losing battle on a sinking ship, but she combats every instance in her presence and says what we do when she's not around is something we'll have to make our own peace with.
"I think it was warranted, Mama. Do you know how gross those carrots are? Blech, "
― Lauren Landish , Rough Love (Tannen Boys #1)