“I’m a dirty man, Juniper. Don’t offer what you’re not willing to give,” he whispers in my ear, and I press my body against his. “Don’t tease if you’re not willing to play,” I whisper against his lips. “And don’t assume that just because you sniff, you can eat.” I lick my lips slowly. “Maybe all you’ll ever get is a crumb... Maybe this entrée will never be available to you.”
