“Shut up, Jules.”

“I think we should break up,” I told him.“Jesus, you’re a pain in the ass,” he muttered and went back to his book.“Seriously, Vance.”“Shut up, Jules,” he said without taking his eyes from his book.”

“I had to soften him up because, for whatever reason, all the Rock Chicks had an alternate Hot Bunch guy, Indy's was Eddie. Roxie's was Vance. Jules was Luke. Ava's was Lee. Mine was Mace.”

“Shut up and kiss me, Duchess.”“Max!”“All right, I’ll kiss you.”

“Jules’s eyes turned to Vance. “I’ll go somewhere.”“No,” Vance replied.“I’ll go somewhere safe,” Jules went on.Vance got close to Jules and put his hand on her belly. “You think I’m missin’ a minute of this Princess, think again.”I swallowed hard, hard.“Then keep me safe,” Julies whispered.”

“Fuck me, shut the fuck up,” Cal entered the conversation, glaring at both Ryker and Devin. “Caked. Jesus. Seriously? Are we talkin’ about cakes?”

“Shut it, Duchess”