“Would you like to go out to dinner. With me. Sometime soon. After I spend some time with Willow and Alana and eighty-seven percent don’t get murdered?” “One hundred percent don’t get murdered. Thirteen percent spend time with a serial killer.” “Thank you for the clarification.” He makes a low sound. “Words, dearest. Even over the phone, I can taste the way they cause your soul to touch mine.” I wince. “Sorry. That was an accident.” “Just be careful.”

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