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“Fuck,” I groaned. “Just stake me. I’ll write you a note that says I asked you to.”
“Don’t tempt me. Tonight anything from my ankles up is off-limits.” “Noted, but pet, forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest.” “If you want fruit, try the kitchen,” she said in a dry tone. “There’s no fruit here tonight.”
