I called Berg, my voice faltering as I cleared my throat, trying to sound less flustered. "You're experienced with women, right? How do you usually make things right when you screw up?"
There was a long pause on the other end of the line, and then Berg's laughter rang out. "Carly, huh?"
"Mind your own business," I snapped, though I knew he wasn't far off.
Berg laughed again. "Blake, I'm honestly relieved to hear this. If you want to make things right with a woman, give her something she loves and say what she needs to hear. But it all depends on how badly you messed up. Since you're not even dating her yet, I'd say this is more like pursuing her."
He added with a more serious tone, "One thing to keep in mind, Blake: the effects of the blood oath won't disappear. If you really fall for
