“You could look a little less entertained by her threat,” Asher said dryly. “Castration would be unfortunate for both of us.” “Yeah, but it’d be worse for you.” I offered a cheeky smile. “At least I have dildos to take over the—aah!” I squealed when Asher swept me up with a growl and carried me to the bedroom. “Let me down, you Neanderthal!” I pounded a fist against his back, but I was laughing when he finally laid me down on the bed. He hovered over me, his face creased with a mock scowl. “What were you saying about dildos?” “That they’re one of mankind’s greatest inventions?”
