“I’m pretty freaking great, Price.” “In that case, I think we need to schedule a meeting,” he said. “About what?” “About the prospect of a joint venture.” “We’re already fifty-fifty partners.” He squeezed my arms. “Marriage, Emily. I want to marry you.” “Did Jane deprive your brain of oxygen too long?” “Yes.” I grinned up at him and brushed a kiss over his mouth. “I’m willing to discuss the potential benefits of a… merger sometime in the future. But first, I want the biggest pitcher of Bloody Marys available to mankind.” “I’m never going to get to use this stun gun,” Jane whined, standing over
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