Page 66 of Renegade Ruin

BISHOP: Was that a joke?

WILLOW: Was it funny?

BISHOP: I don’t hate you.

WILLOW: What do you need?

BISHOP: You.

WILLOW: Well unfortunately that’s not something I can help you with today. Everything okay?

BISHOP: It’s our first game, Willow. What do you think?

WILLOW: I’ve seen you at practice. You’re going to do amazing.

BISHOP:I can’t do this without forgetting.

WILLOW: Letting go is one thing, forgetting isn’t something I can help you with.

BISHOP: You know what I mean.

BISHOP: Where are you exactly? Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t going to be here?

WILLOW: I don’t have to tell you where I am. You were at my house last night. Same with Sunday and Monday. I have the bite marks to prove it. I told you good luck last night.

BISHOP: I thought you meant that in the general sense.

BISHOP: Where are you?

WILLOW: Grabbing breakfast at the hotel restaurant. Get out of my office. The last thing we need is someone catching you there.

BISHOP: Go to your room.

WILLOW: As hot as that sounds daddy, I think I’ll stay right here.

BISHOP: Fuck, Kitten. You can’t call me daddy like that.

WILLOW: Why’s that?

BISHOP: I was already half hard on my way up here thinking I’d get to sink my cock into your tight cunt. Now I’m rock hard and couldn’t possibly leave.

WILLOW: Get out of my office.

BISHOP: I think I’ll stay right here.

WILLOW: Bishop.

BISHOP: What happened to daddy?

WILLOW: Fine, I’m going to my room.

BISHOP: Atta girl.

WILLOW: Will you get out of my office now?

BISHOP: I can’t go back to the clubhouse rocking a tent in my pants.

WILLOW: Tuck it up.

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