“Oh yeah? Careful, Valor. I can make you squirm too.” I wiggled my brows. “Oh, kinky, but that might activate Aslan’s homicidal urges.” “I don’t care. Be a bastard. I know your kryptonite.” “Doubtful. I don’t have—” “Boobies.” I pitched a face. “Ah ha! See? I’m right. You shuddered. Boobies. Boobies, boobies, boobies.” I glared, and he said it again.

