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You’re mine?
My brows shot up so high they were lost in my scalp. Holy ships!
Remy’s features cleared as his head fell back with an uncharacteristic chuckle; his laugh filled the room.
“You jerk.” I swatted him. “I didn’t know you had the capacity to tease. I nearly fell over.”
He chuckled, dodging my swats. “You should have seen your eyes. I wanted to keep the charade going but I thought you were going to pass out.”
“You were too convincing. I have enough man problems without adding your sorry ass to them.”
“So you admit you were interested enough to think about me in that way.” His eyes crinkled. “Interesting.”
“In what way?”
“You know what way. Don’t worry; you’re safe from me. I have select tastes.”
“And I’m not on the menu.” I grinned.
“Not even an appetizer.”
“Glad to
