Broken Bad Boy
“I went out to buy something.”
“Seriously, Lee? Didn’t I just tell you to call me?”
“Well, the last time I checked, you’re my boyfriend and not my designated driver.”
“Well let me make things clear, Hailey, this boyfriend of yours can be your DD, your slave, your maid, your lover—”
“My lover? Then why—” I stopped myself. Good god! What’s wrong with me? I sounded so desperate right now.
“Lee?”
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