I think about you when I'm alone," I whispered. Cooper's expression sent me into hysterics. Everything from horny boy to shock to joyous relief got stuck into one weird facial expression. Even after I was laughing, he seemed unable to respond. "You're a wicked little bitch, aren't you?" he finally said, adjusting in his chair. "Stop calling me a bitch." "I call everyone that. My sisters, my dogs even the male ones, my brother, my Harleys. I called a squirrel a bitch yesterday. To be fair, the little furry bitch had it coming." Laughing behind my hand, I finally settled down and returned to eating. "I don't masturbate. What's it like?" Cooper spit out his soda then glared at me. "You timed that." "Yes, I did. It's not fun having someone mess with you, is it?" "Oh, it's on. Since you asked, masturbating is a great stress releaser. You know what else is?" "Is this going to make me vomit?" "Probably," he said, laughing. "Yeah, I should wait until you finish eating. Dry heaves are the worst." Chewing and laughing, I struggled not to choke.
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