“You get the pleasure of avoiding my siren’s wrath. She wants you to spank yourself.” The appropriate reaction is to be horrified at the thought. Too bad the Bargainer is decidedly inappropriate. His face fills with gleeful surprise. “Naughty thing,” he chastises. “And right here in my father’s grave too.” Now he does give me a quick kiss. “Maybe later I’ll appease your dirty thoughts.” In the dim light cast by my skin, I see him wink at me.
