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304 pages, Paperback
First published February 12, 2013
“Who are you?” she added
“Some call us highwaymen. Some call us gentlemen thieves,” Asprey said. He turned eve more and managed to smile up at her, just inches away from a glimpse at the goods. “But if you move your leg a little bit to the right, you can call me anything you want.”
“Oh, gross,” she muttered, shifting her body just enough to close off his view. “Your kidding, right?”
“I never joke about woman’s underwear.” Wait. That didn’t come out right.
“Okay, okay, okay,” Asprey cried, bending awkwardly to try and reduce the amount of pressure. “Spork! I cry spork!”
She released some of the tension on his arm but didn’t back away. “You cry spork?”
“It’s my safe word,” he managed. “You know — functional yet innovative? I hate to brag, but I’ve been told I’m a little of both.”
His brother could talk for hours, driven by the sound of his own voice and the accumulation of spittle at the corners of his mouth.