“He was lecturing me.” “Sexy. I see why you were turned on.” I lazily smack his thigh. He grabs the hand and winds our fingers together. “I’m sorry I took advantage of you.” He snorts. “Anytime, baby.” He thinks a moment. “Can I kick his ass?” “No. I can handle him.” “I know you can handle him. I’m asking can I plant my fist in his face? Don’t say no. Think about it.”
