![]() ![]() Georgia might’ve thought he was a big sweetheart, but he was the opposite-a big feline dick. Well, Thatch and I had been given that task, but I was the one at their apartment, spending time with their asshole of a cat. ![]() Georgie actually wanted me to look out for his well-being. He’s evil.ĭid I fail to mention that while Georgia and Kline were on their honeymoon, I had been given the responsibility of taking care of Walter? And not in the cool way that a mobster would. I think the devil was reincarnated inside him. Georgia: If you fuck with my cat, I will disown you. Another picture of you and Big Dick at the beach, and I’ll drop Walter off at the Humane Society. They’d been on their honeymoon for no more than three days, and I’d already received fifteen nauseatingly happy messages. Her lovely text included a photo of her and her hot husband, lounging in the tropical sun, on a private beach in Bora Bora. ![]() My beautiful, sweet, funny, newly married, currently annoying as fuck best friend. New York, Thursday, April 20th, Early MorningĪh, Georgia. To the extra five pounds we gained while writing this novella: Fuck you.Īnd to donuts: You’re delicious. Tapping Her: A Tapping the Billionaire Novella ![]()
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