Page 35 of Not Dating Material

“Uh-huh.”

“And your dick?”

“Technically, I don’t think it’s my dick. Just the same piercings as mine.”

Xander crawls over the top of me, wicked grin in place. “He’s very obsessed with your cock.”

“It’s the piercings.”

“I bet he’d suck it.”

“Xander …”

“Do you think he’s pretty?”

“No.”

“Bullshit.” Xander laughs. “He’s very pretty. Very … your type.”

“I’m not going to sleep with him.”

“You should though.”

“I know you’re a big old virgin, but when it comes to sex, both people get a say.”

“I bet he’d fuck you.”

“You can’t know that.”

Xander crosses his arms over my chest. “If he asked you, would you?”

“That goes against Bertha rules.”

“Fuck the rules. Fuck Molly. Fall in love. I want to be your best man.”

“You already are my best man.”

Xander huffs. “You know what I mean.”

“I love you, but this conversation’s gotta stop.”

“Why?” He narrows his eyes. “You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”

“I’m just trying to be nice to the guy. He’s our family now. I want him to feel welcome.”

“What’s more welcoming than a rim job?”

I throw him off me before climbing out of bed. “How do I put up with you?”

“I’m extremely cute.”

“And clingy … and needy …”

“Don’t be mean.”

I tilt my head. “Weren’t we listing your good qualities?”

He preens. “For that, I’ll get through a whole day without insulting Kill Diver.”

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