“You don't need meat at every meal," Riley offered, forking another bite of salad into his mouth and inwardly agreeing with Jack that it was certainly lacking something. Jack was quiet for all of ten seconds, and then he couldn't… — RJ Scott Copy Share Image
“Are you really a Texan? I mean, really? Riley, if I have a headache, I'd put bacon around an aspirin before I take it.” — RJ Scott Copy Share Image
“You don't need meat at every meal," Riley offered, forking another bite of salad into his mouth and inwardly agreeing with Jack that it… — RJ Scott Copy Share
“Unerringly locating Riley's dick in his loose dress pants, Jack grabbed it forcefully and leaned close to Riley's ear, hearing the quick indrawn breath… — RJ Scott Copy Share
“The OIG have pulled in the FBI. Jeez, it's letter hell. Jack snorted, but Riley didn't crack a smile.” — RJ Scott Copy Share
“Research had given him the basics, Tab A into Slot B using Product C after ensuring Product D is firmly in place. The mechanics… — RJ Scott Copy Share
“Are you your daddy's boy? Her question was like a stab in the Heart, because, at the end of the day,yes, he was. He… — RJ Scott Copy Share
“Riley paused, turning back to face Jack. "Just so you know, we are gonna need some definite PDAs tonight. Think you can handle that?"… — RJ Scott Copy Share
“Are you really a Texan? I mean, really? Riley, if I have a headache, I'd put bacon around an aspirin before I take it.” — RJ Scott Copy Share
“So many secrets," he said. "The Dallas Aristocracy and their freaking secrets.” — RJ Scott Copy Share
