“Even if you don’t sign, every time I see you, I’m gonna find a way to get you on your back. At least, this way, you’ll get something out of it other than a climax and material for your books.” “You ass!” Her hand swung but didn’t connect with his face since he caught her by the wrist. “You want me even though you claim to hate me. I fought long and hard for you, and you left me. I want my prize.”

