“Mallory Kent, will you please do me the honor of being my girlfriend? For real this time?” A shiver rolls through her, no doubt inspired by the dark silk of my voice, but when she speaks her voice is even, unaffected. “Hmm, I don’t know. I think I might have to explore some other op—” The words are cut off by shrill laughter as I tickle her sides and stomach. She squirms, her hands flailing wildly. “Okay! Okay! Chris, I give.”
