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What are the odds that I would have caught him mid-yawn? He likes people to think he’s a blood-thirsty lion from the African Savannah, but all I have to do is say “Mojo Pin?” from the other end of the apartment, and the little momma’s boy comes a runnin’.
I know he takes a lot of flack on this blog, but Mojo’s spent more time in my bed than any other man. And that’s not something to take lightly.
