“Besides, have you tested his full name if you do Cruise?” I nodded and said, “Cruise Pruitt,” right as Jameson said, “Cruise King.” We stared at each other, and Jameson’s face flushed. “Sorry, of course you’ll give him your—” “No!” I interrupted him. “I just didn’t realize you’d be okay with me giving him your—” Jameson watched me with a familiar look, the same one I’d seen that night he’d devoured me on the table in the hotel. “I am.”
