I’m a coward though. Cruel even. A broke man stuck on a memory and a reincarnation that isn’t a reincarnation at all, but is no less blonde. No le...ss pale. No less breathtaking. No less quirky. No less frustratingly crazy. But I fucked that up too.And here I am.So I find my target, a slick gash radiating the warmth I need right now, and barrel forward.“Fuck you.” Our growl is harmonious, as is the hate in our eyes and the incompatible love in our selfish hearts.“Fuck you.” Hips grind.“Fuck you.”. With his free hand JP lifted her skirt and pressed his cock between her ass cheeks. He felt her hand angling his cock guiding it towards her sphincter. As his cock rested at her entrance, he heard a soft moan that escaped her lips, unheard by anyone except to JP’s attuned ears.Her ass felt lubricated and slippery. JP wasn’t sure that her slipperiness was from his precum or if she prepared herself before this encounter. For that matter, he couldn’t be sure that it wasn’t “sloppy seconds”. . ”“What I should have done is a little irrelevant now, Detective,” she points out. “What’s done is done. But it seems to me that my father must have found out what Ms. Asano was up to. I told you before, my father is not a man to be trifled with, otherwise I would have done the trifling much sooner.”“I’m going to need your security camera footage and anyone that may have seen Ms. Asano come in and leave the building,” Lee instructs. “I would suggest you don’t make any trips any time soon.”“Am I. It had 215,000 miles on it and I think Angus must have paid $800 for it. Probably cost that much to insure.Well, Mary Beth had this dream about taking the car on a road trip all the way to Oregon. She wanted to see the ocean. But the damn thing had an oil leak and she put a quart of oil in it every time she filled the tank with gas. That’s what got me involved.“Cole, would you help me fix my car?” she asked after she’d pulled into the drive. It was Sunday afternoon, which is the only reason I.