““I think I’d rather ask how a man who ditched his friend at a club in favor of leaving with a heavily stacked redhead with a mouth that could raise the dead could possibly sound so cranky on the morning after. What happened? Did she turn out to be a lesbian?” Dmitri sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “What is your news, Graham?” “I asked first.” “And I ignored you,” Dmitri growled, “which a man who did not lick his own testicles for recreation would have taken as a hint.” “You’re just jealous.””
