“What are you looking at?” she snaps through gritted teeth without cutting off her concentration on the priest. “You, Princess.” “Focus.” “I will do the focusing thing later when we consummate our marriage.” “Kyle!” she hisses. “What? You’re the one who’s tempting me.” “You’ll be far from tempted when I kick you in the balls.” “Kinky—I love it.” I lower my voice. “Does this mean I get to use toys?” “Toys to choke the life out of you, maybe.” “I had other types in mind. You know, the ones that make you scream for more.” The priest clears his throat, and I motion at him to continue. “Never mind
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