“To do what?” I settled back against the booth, feeling the warmth of Beau’s arms pressing against it. “What do you want me to say yes or no to…sir?” Lucien chuckled, then downed the rest of his rum before pouring himself out a measure, but Tobias transformed. His skin seemed to pale or something, because his eyes were almost luminous against it, his wolf staring out at me. “Don’t use that word, not now, not until you mean it. It carries a lot of weight with it for me, something I don’t think you’re ready to be introduced to yet, something I wanted to do so in my own time.” A dark look was
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