“Ooooh, he’s so possessive already. Daddy likes.” Marlo said, laughing lightly.
Harmon frowned, not sure what was so funny. He wasn’t trying to be possessive, and it worried him a little that it came off that way. Ugh, when would he figure out how to phrase things so they came out the way he intended them to?
“That was a good answer.” Angelo’s grin faded into a more relaxed smile, and he crossed his arms over his chest. “Thank the Goddess you’re not one of those douchey adventurer bros who thinks it’s the height of cool to brag about the women they’re banging.”
“I never said we were banging.” …And he never would, because that kind of language was too crude for public use. Though, not quite crude enough for the kind of dirty talk he enjoyed in private. Why use ‘banging’ when ‘f*****g’ w
