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“I’ll never let go, we deserve better than that —- fuck off, Cole. We’re busy right now. And excuse you, I haven’t made a fool of myself for at least three hours.” Thane sighed, pulling his free hand through his hair about to argue the blonde thing again, until a broad grin plastered his features. “Ahhh, carpet matches the drapes. Good to know, good to know. — No it’s not fucking candy, what’s with you two vultures? Get your own. You can’t take everything that is good from me like this.”
“Three minutes is more like it,” Carter muttered. He was grinning now though, arms crossing over his chest as the three of them stood together. Reaching out a hand, the son of Ares swatted at the back of Thane’s head; a warning shot. “Keep your mouth shut.” His eyes shot to Cole and he raised his eyebrows, motioning with his head towards Thane. “I’ll hold him down you grab the candy?”
"I see I’m clearly interrupting a case of unrequited love. When will you learn, Thane? Your mother was right, you should pick a demigod of doctors or lawyers. Not this piece of trash who’d take you once from behind and throw you out of bed right after; you’re too good for him. Three hours seems like a high guesstimate.” Cole nearly guffawed at the slap to the back of his best friend’s head, enjoying this little scene far more than any outsider might. “Sounds like a plan to me. This is what happens when somebody’s raised without manners, they become so greedy.”