“You’re asking for a spanking,” Kit says. “Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I quip. Kit laughs. “What are we going to do with him, Pres?” I blink innocently up at Prescott. “Yeah, Pres, what are you going to do with me?” “Give you whatever you want and make you the happiest man in the world?” My chest warms, and a sense of fulfillment spreads through my veins. “You already do that.”
