“Ah, now, don't get all mushy on me. We ain't dating."Butch”

“Butch sighed in relief. "Listen, man, do me a favor. Warn me before you pull another stunt like that. I'd rather choose." Then he smiled a little. "And we still ain't dating."V laughed in a short burst. "Go to sleep, roomie. You can kick my ass for this later.""I will”

“Marissa, " he mumbled, taking her hand. "Don't want to see you drink so much?" Wait, not really what he'd been going for. "Ah...don't you to see me drink so much...want."Whatever. God...he was so confused.~Butch”

“You're getting into some kind of shape, cop."Aw, come on, now." Butch grinned. "Don't let that shower we took go to your head."Rhage fired a towel at the male. "Just pointing out your beer gut's gone."It was a Scotch pot. And I don't miss it.”

“I think we're dating now" "Come on...I got you naked. You wore a damn corset. And don't get me started on the sponge bath afterward.”

“Okay, big guy, as much as I'm enjoying this, I don't think my tan's improving much considering it's pitch dark." [Butch to Vishous]"You don't have a tan.""See? This is getting me nowhere. So how about we head home?”

“Can we screw the 'sorry' part and let me hit you back instead?"Vishous to Butch”