" My world grinds to a loud, screeching halt. Big Red? What the ever-loving knuckle f**k?

I gape up at him, too shocked to even form a proper glare. And he squints back, that inane smile still in place, as if he’s waiting for me to answer. My mind is stuck on one thing.

He’d called me Big Red. Big Fucking Red. "

― Kristen Callihan , The Hook Up (Game On, #1)