P.S. You're My Mate
she winked at me, a suggestive smirk twisting her lips, "and everything else worked itself out."
"TMI," Gino groaned, ducking his head into the crook of Cassidy's neck, "at least Cassy and I don't flaunt our shit like you and Lana do. You should see them, Grace. Gag fucking fest."
"Oh, go be pissy somewhere else Del," Monica quipped, glaring at Gino and snickering when she caught sight of Cassidy's reddened cheeks, "This one is still mildly innocent. She needs to get use to my sense of humor."
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