“Get your ass back on the tree, Jayne, I just lost the mojo.”
“Fu*k!”“Anytime, darling,” he yelled up to her. “Just get your cute ass back down here and I’ll get straight to work on that.”
“Just get your clothes back on, and leave the way you came." Or he’d gladly heave her ass out, preferably from the nearest window. Then he’d burn his sheets.”
“Follow your heart. Just don't get lost.”
“But I guess it's just as easy to get lost in the dealing as it is to get lost in the avoidance.”
“If you disrespect my woman like that again, I’ll kick your fuckin’ ass. You won’t get back up.”