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“Are you scared that you'll lose, Crouch?” Evan taunts.
Barty shouldn't be so turned on by the idea of wiping his cocky smirk by shoving his dick down his throat. Too late.
Now he is not one to back down from a bet, “Of course not, Rosier.”
Keeping the car straight, he unbuckles the belt in his trousers to prove he's not a coward.
Sometimes Barty wishes he had the ability to think through the consequences of his actions before actually doing them.
Oh, well. To hell with that.