"You have bigger things to worry about than your dirty shirt." Church informed her, lifting his arms some to shift her more comfortably on his back. "How are you and York doing, anyway? Has he dumped you yet? There's always more room in my nest for another little bird." He smirked and turned his head to glance back at her.
"Make a fortune doing what? Letting girls line up to suck my dick and getting paid for it?"