" Here’s the deal. We go in, you stand there like the asshole you are, and I explain you aren’t gay lovers with the pharmacist. Sound good?” Dove clicked her blinker on and checked her side mirror.

“All I heard was blah, blah, holding your dick later, blah, blah.” Duke rolled down his window and stuck his face into the night. "

― Debra Anastasia , Fire in the Hole (Gynazule, #2)