She ain’t driving nowhere, blue eyes!” Daisy pleaded. XNXX “What about Thanksgiving, Halloween, and that week you spent at Hedonism III with Eddie? She grabbed the tequila bottle and poured herself another shot, raising it high in salute. You said ‘Mom!’ And you know exactly what that means!”
The realization hit me like a ton of bricks—Harley had just broken the rule about addressing someone by their family title. He called your holes an unwrapped gift—is it?”
Eddie’s question seemed incredibly inappropriate and direct, but no one even blinked. Stephenson—Blitzen—and Daisy—Cupid. “What? Call it … “Relax,” she whispered, her tone softer now, almost conspiratorial. “Looks like this is one gift that doesn’t need unwrapping. The room exploded with laughter and whoops. “Happy now?”
I quickly pulled up my jeans, only to have Daisy pinch
