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By the way, you have a fine ass. Sir.

You dumb-ass ape, get your hand off me. What__re you the first in your family to be born without a tail?

Darlin_, I wasn__ just a Boy Scout, I was an Eagle Scout.

You want to count, Gabrielle? One! She sucked in a breath, mad enough the words slid right out. You asshole, one!

She took a second look at him, at his fancy tailored suit. Dark gray with pinstripes. Oh please, like she__ really believe he was a dom at all? __abrielle Anderson. Are you sure you__e Master Marcus?___hy would you think I__ not Master Marcus?_ he asked. Well, good grief. She waved a hand at him and kept the duh from slipping out. Just in case he really was Master Marcus. Maybe he hadn__ changed yet or something. __he suit? Where are your leathers or latex or_biker jacket or vest? And black? Did you forget to wear black?__e stared for a second, as if she__ turned into a drooling idiot, and then simply roared. Deep, full laughter__mazing coming from someone who looked like he should have a stick up his ass.

You dickweed! Are you always stupid, or is today a special occasion?

New Englanders could be so brusque.

Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck.

The fun we__l have tonight is called figging.

You are such a sleazeball, Rhodes__alking, talking proof of why siblings shouldn__ marry.

Okay, you__e older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we__l probably get all old and crippled at the same time. If not, then I__l learn to use a cane, and I__l get to beat on your ass for a change.

And he calls it playing? Like, whatever happened to chess? Or cards? Or tag?

You mean you__e not God? Nooo, say it isn__ so!

I felt sorry for myself since my wimpy dom can__ catch a snail crossing the sidewalk.

You know how really big guys are always nicknamed Tiny?" She didn__ wait for any response, afraid she__ chicken out. "Guess that would make you Master Munchkin, huh?

She couldn__ take her eyes from the dancing flame. No, this was so wrong. Candles should be used for meditation_for romance. Or on a birthday cake at least.So where was the cake? The present? The song? As he stepped closer to her__s the damned flame got way too close__he started singing. __appy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me_ Marcus paused, looking at her in disbelief. See. I knew he didn__ have a sense of humor. __appy birthday, dear Gabi___he lifted her head and blew out the candle___appy birthday to me.

If you keep all those thoughts inside, your brain will explode.

An older dom snorted. __therton uses the word escort loosely. The last time someone messed with a trainee, he threw the guy across the bar. Strolled over, waited for the idiot to stand up, punched his lights out, and dragged him by his jacket collar out of the place. Escorted him, my ass. Didn__ even wrinkle that fancy suit._ He took a sip of his beer and added, __therton is invariably polite, but nobody in their right mind fucks with his trainees.