“Rory.” She sniffed. “The only time you call me that is when I’m in trouble.” “Then stop being so much trouble, and I won’t have to call you that,” I deadpanned. “I am not trouble!” Seriously? This woman was more trouble than all of the ones I’d dated combined. I had a running list of all the ways she’d already put me half in my grave. I didn’t say that out loud. That would only get more things added to the list. I wasn’t a stupid guy. “Now, baby,” I cajoled. “I like trouble.”
