“I still want to know.” He sighed. “I could quite literally kill him for saying that to you. I want to.” I laughed halfheartedly. “I guess it’s a good thing you’ve got so much self-control.” “I could slip.” His tone was thoughtful. “If you’re going to have a lapse in control, I can think of a better place for it.” I reached for his face, trying to pull myself up to kiss him. His arms held me tighter, restraining.
