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||Groaning inwardly, Jason reached up to scrub his hands over his face. Not in a million years would he have imagined talking to Spinelli about…Christ…he couldn't even bring himself to think it. "So you've never…"
Spinelli let out a weary sigh. "Alas, I am as chaste and pure as the driven snow."
Jason's eyes widened briefly in horror as he held both hands up in defeat. "Yeah, okay, this conversation is over."
"But Stone Cold…"
Jason didn't answer. He just glared.
"Just one pearl, one teeny, tiny morsel to help sustain me in my hour of need?"
"Yeah. Wear a condom."