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"Gabriel is a good choice," I said, nodding, grinning at her. "Seems like you comprehended more than you're giving yourself credit for."
She lifted her head proudly. It made me think of Cecil when she managed to get something right. I couldn't help but lean over and plant a kiss on her cheek.
"Keep it up, and maybe I'll think of other prizes, hm?"
She bit her lip. "I have a short list of prizes I want."
I c****d an eyebrow. "Short?"
Her gaze dropped towards my waist and then back to my face.
"Long then. Hard too, and wholly inappropriate for polite company."
I chuckled. "I'm corrupting you, or maybe you've always been dirty-minded."
She scowled. "Don't let my crap married s*x-life fool you."
"No, just your generally crap s*x life before me."
Her jaw dropped open, and she
