A side of Finn’s mouth hooked up in a familiar teasing smile. “You may have made a proper male of me, Rynnie, but seducing me at every turn is becoming a bit much. Give a lad a chance to catch his breath.” I scoffed, but grateful for the familiar back and forth. “Well, you’ve used up your one pity swoon, Finny. Don’t expect another.” “No, love.” That wicked grin of his grew wider. “The next one will be real.” “Name. Only.” “That wasn’t a part of our sealed bargain, mate.” I clenched my jaw. “Mate of convenience.” “Aye.” He shrugged. “But still my mate.”
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