"I ain't marrying you," says Joe, one hand coming up to rest warmly against the back of Web's neck.
"But, if I did, I wouldn't be runnin' away. Nobody'd have to come fetch me." He pushes is fingers through Web's hair. "But, yeah, I love to screw you too."
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"But, if I did, I wouldn't be runnin' away. Nobody'd have to come fetch me." He pushes is fingers through Web's hair. "But, yeah, I love to screw you too."