I opened my mouth. She cut me off with a hard stare. “No.” “You don’t know what I was going to say.” “It doesn’t matter what you were going to say.” “Queenie, I’m not about to complain about not hauling timber for days at a time. I’d rather be with you.” Rubi clutched his heart. “Locktipuss, you’re killing me here. Leave some romance for the rest of us.”
