Things Slip Through
“You’ve only got me, babe—and that’s it.”
A thought sparked.
Choice.
Her choice.
Not his.
And another thought, on top of that. If he could so easily have someone else . . . why would he keep trying so hard for her after she kept saying no?
“Well babe, what’s it gonna be? Are you an me gonna party, or am I gonna hafta find some other kid to hook up with?” Bob chuckled. “Gotta be honest, I’m of two minds. Yer the best kid out of the whole lot, buuut . . . ” he pressed his hands and face against the ice, “I bet you’re also the tastiest, too. Either way, I’m gonna have a bellyful by tomorrow morning, that’s for sure.”
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