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You're mine, Not his. Mine. Only mine. Always mine.

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Jennifer Estep
Age: 24
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
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The two men stared at each other. Assumptions were made, judgments rendered, dicks measured.
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I eat haughty, arrogant, manipulative, self-important bitches like you for breakfast, sugar. And then I go back for seconds.
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Instead, I cut him. Not deep, but there was enough of a sting in the wound to remind him of what I'd done to the dwarven mobsters in the parking lot - and that I wasn't just some chick with a knife who looked good in black.
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I'd be damned if I let him see the tears in my eyes.
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Did she just call me a bleeding toothpick? Kill her! Kill her now!
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You're just jealous. Hardly. Been there, done you. Adequate, but unremarkable.
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Easy was for people too weak to suck it up and do what needed to be done. And I wasn’t weak. Not anymore.
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Etiquette? What kind of etiquette was there in someone trying to murder me?
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I know that look. What are you up to, Gwen? What makes you think I'm up to something? The Valkyrie snorted. You're breathing, aren't you?
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Finn did what he always did when confronted by an angry woman—he checked out her boobs.
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Well, what did you have for lunch?” I snapped. “Surely that’s not top secret superhero information.” “Steak with mashed potatoes and a side salad,” Striker replied. “And a piece of chocolate cheesecake for dessert.” I gave up on conversation after that. I was too jealous of the cheesecake to continue.
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Finn regarded pesky little things like wedding bands, engagement rings, and jealous, hulking menfolk more as amusing challenges than immovable obstacles that could be hazardous to his health.
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Gin! Gin, are you here?” “Right behind you,” I said. Finn shrieked and whirled around. I winced at the high-pitched sound. “Dammit, woman.” He clutched the folder to his chest. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?
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