Billie Bob Taylor
"Well kissing a man against a car is still better than having a group of willing men!" I huffed as I drove away from the restaurant long forgetting our romantic dinner date.
"Oh don't start with that. I know you were busy with your damn Nashville and Oklahoma rodeos! I'm not the first man you were kissing," he growled as his body turned to look out of the window with his arms folded across his chest. "Don't judge me for my past when you have a list just as extensive as mine."
"My list weren't walking around with mini skirts."
"Are you clothes-shaming them Bobby," he turned to look at me with both his eyebrows raised. "Cause that's offensive."
"I wasn't. I just don't see why they got to walk around like that-"
