When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
“Ugh, I’ll pass. Business this, business that. The only time that it’s impossible to mention it is during sex.” I laugh at Quinn’s remark. Belle giggled with a blushing face. “That mouth needs a filter. Tyler needs to hear about this.” I teased. “He doesn’t have the right to get mad or… or… or no sex.” She replied sassily although with a stutter. The girl apparently doesn’t know about dares and threats. “Man… you suck at trash talk.” I shook my head in fake disappointment. Quinn tried to retort but she was interrupted. “Kura.” We turned to the source of the voice. “Girls.” He smiled at them. “Hi, Nixon.” Belle greeted back. “Nixon, how are you? I haven’t seen you in years.” Quinn spoke with a forced smile. “Yeah, just got a little bit busy with work.” He responded with shyness. His