" Utter another word and I will bite you like a rabid ferret.”
John gapes at me for a second, then bursts out laughing – full, shoulder-shaking laughing that cause tears to well in his eyes.
I huff out an annoyed breath. “I’m serious. Fear my wrath, rocker boy.”
He laughs harder. “Make it stop,” he rasps through his tears. “My stomach hurts.”
“Ass-nugget,” I mutter, which makes him hunch over. "

― Kristen Callihan , Fall (VIP, #3)