Lauren Asher

Forget kissing her. I could fuck her for standing by me instead of Cal on something like this.
“I don’t like you two ganging up on me.” He rolls his eyes.
She gives his hand a pat. “It’s in your best interest. You hate business talk anyway.”
He sighs. “You’re right. Still fucked up though when you’re my best friend.”
“And he’s my husband. Don’t make me choose between you two.”

“You have a little accent. But it’s cute,” Noah says.

My lips lift at the corners.