Bayliss shreds the barricade of men between her and me with one ballbusting bitch glare. “If it were me, I’d fuck you up.”
“But it’s not you.” Thank God. Bayliss is all bark, all bite, all the time.
“No, it’s not, and you should be glad. Because if it were me…” She smiles, a smile that would have Satan pissing his pants, and strolls up to me with her arms locked behind her back. “I’d fuck a football team at the foot of your bed while you watched.” She pats my chest. “You’d be bound and gagged, of course.”
The Original Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson