DeaconI didn’t f*****g understand her. I’d never really been great at understanding women. I was good at f*****g them, but that was about the only thing I could really claim when it came to the fairer s*x. I’d never had a real relationship, either. Wasn’t because I couldn’t get one, but because I’d never wanted one. I never understood the point of f*****g a woman more than once. Even a woman as smokin’ hot as Katie Reynolds.
What’s that saying? Show me the most beautiful woman in the world, and I’ll show you a man sick of her s**t?
Yeah, something like that.
My buddies in the club, Tracy and Trey, always had girls hanging around. They were more like Wicked Breed groupies than anything else, though. And they’d always vie to sleep with me, but that didn’t work out too well. I was usually
