“Toys like handcuffs, paddles, and nipple clamps?” Andrew arched a brow. “Or flavored lube, anal plugs, and edible panties?”
“I can play the trumpet, but only if I have a sufficient quantity of anal lube.”
“andcuffs, massage oil, some edible underwear-”Aidan held up his hand. “No need to explain anymore. You had me at handcuffs,”
“Daemon arched a brow. 'Are you feeling me up, Kat? I'm liking where this is heading.”
“Cam was already on his feet, waiting for me. I arched my brow at him. "Following me?" "Like a true serial killer," he replied.”
“I don’t know. Just pick one.” “Well, there’s a lot of choice. I mean, you got your flavored, your ridged, your pre-lubed, your thin, your super-ultra-thin, your super-ultra-thin-pre-lubed, your…Huh.” “Huh what?” “Would you look at this?” he asked, examining a small box. “It says it glows in the dark.”