. . . you can read my mind,” Parmida realized.
“When it is open to me,” Azra admitted apologetically. “. . . I love you too, by the way.

Is there n-nothing you can do?” Parmida asked, wiping her tears away with the heel of her hand.
The unicorn laughed softly. “She asks for a boon after shooting me in the ass.

The man’s mouth fell open in shock and hurt. He slowly shook his head. “So the stories are true. You really are a brat! You smug bastard. You need someone to throw you over a knee --!”
“How dare you!” Mycaela snarled. He lifted his hand to strike the man and couldn’t believe it when the juggler caught his wrist, holding it aloft. They glared at each other, and Mycaela felt small, like a twig caught in the branches of a tree. But now he was forced to really look at the juggler, whose brown muscular chest was in his face, and he grew distracted. The man was wearing nothing except a pair of very colorful, very tight leggings. They clung to his bulge and his buttocks, and he was built like a stallion, lean and taunt and powerful. Mycaela bit his lip, willing himself not to awaken and silently cursing himself for smoking a drug that was sometimes used as an aphrodisiac.

Well, I would tell Danny. I'd probably edit for Josh. That is if there was
anything worth editing.
“Joshua Roberts, you had better get your butt on the move!” Danny
hollered as he walked down the stairs.
I was nervously waiting for them to leave as I pretended to watch TV in
the front room.
“We're going to be late.”
“So the hair crisis is under control I see.”
“A stray hair will never win between a bottle of gel and a gay man,” he
declared with a smile. “Joshua!”
“I'm coming. I'm coming.”
I heard his sandals click on the stairs and I waited to see if the mental
image matched the real one. To my non surprise it did.

In the morning, as we're enjoying a shower together, Cash asks Mikey how long he's been working here.
"Since I was fourteen."
"How OLD are you now?"
"Eighteen."
"Nice. Are there any other hot guys working here besides you?"
"I'm not a prostitute. I'm a ranch hand."
"Sorry- I didn't mean-"
"It's okay."
As they kiss and make up, I inform Cash that I was Mikey's first.
"Really?" Cash laughed. "You were?"
"Yeah-" Mikey answered. "He was."
"I was his birthday present last month..."
Cash laughed, "How much did that set you back-?

Raven, holding Joshua's chin, asks him how old he is.
Joshua, folding in the pinky and the thumb on his left hand, while leaning on Raven's legs, raises three middle fingers into the air.
"That's what I thought. You're three.