“Yeah, well, it was either dip you or kiss you,” I admitted, setting her back down on her feet. “And then I remembered I’d promised Kav a peaceful night.” Grinning wolfishly, I added, “I didn’t want to start World War Three with your big brother over there.” “Liar,” she teased, tipping my nose with her finger. “You chickened out and that’s all there is to it.” Well, how could I argue with that?
