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Maverick's P.O.V. ******************** Biscuit? Is she fu.cking serious? I stared at Kapri like she'd lost her mind. "You don't like it?" She asked, giggling. "Like it?" I asked incredulously. "Why would you want to name something so manly Biscuit?" Kapri snorted. "Is it that manly though?" She teased. I fronwed at her. "I'm being serious," I grumbled. Kapri just laughed harder. "So am I. I like Biscuit. It's cute." She said. I rolled my eyes at her as I pulled my pants back up. "You're so annoying," I grumbled. I sat on Kapri's bed next to her as she laughed. I guess if it makes her that happy, then she can name my di.ck whatever she wants. Even if it is something super lame. Not that I will ever admit to her that I'll let her do whatever she wants. Kapri sat up as her la