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“What do I get if I call it?” I asked.
“Anything you want, Miss Mason.”
“Tails.”
He slowly lifted his hand from my stomach and peeked beneath it.
“Well, what do you know,” he said.
His eyes scanned my body, and he lowered himself to kiss the charm on my belly. Farther down he
went and I closed my eyes. His mouth worked me into another fever, bringing me back to that
incredible precipice, that ecstasy, then letting me fall over it again.
Afterwards, I lay on the table, my fingers entwined in his thick golden hair, his breath on my
stomach, my other hand dangling over the side of the table, clutching Courage in my palm.