“It’s hard not to be. I knew I had a lot of faults. I’m just really disappointed to discover envy is one of them.”
“Honey,” I say softly, stunned by that unexpected admission, “you have nothing to be envious of. He’s not in the same league as you. He’s not even in the same solar system.”
He pretends to be coy, lowering his lashes and pursing his lips. “Oh stop. Stop it some more.”
I wind my arms around his neck, go up on my toes, and kiss him. “Are you fishing for compliments, Mr. Kent?”
“Yes, Minerva,” he says gruffly, squeezing me tightly, his eyes liquid heat. “I need you to remind me what such a hideous crone as yourself wants with the likes of me.”
I rub my chest against his. “Or I could just show you.”
“I thought you were tired.”
I whisper, “I’m never too tired for you,” and k
