by Molly Harper
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I supposed that was fair. But I would keep my wok handy.
I laughed as he squeezed me tight. “Well, I have to warn you, there will need to be some rules. ”
“Such as?”
“Personal space is overrated. I want to be able to see you at least a few hours a night, even if we have to move around our work schedules. ”
“Sounds reasonable,” he said. “And I promise, I will only remove parts from the doors and cabinets when they need to be fixed, not just to amuse myself. ”
“Very reasonable,” I told him. “I will only threaten you with pans and pepper extracts when you really deserve it. ”
“And the vampire issue,” he said. “Any idea where you stand on that?”
“I don’t know,” I admitted. “And I don’t know if I’ll be able to give you an answer anytime soon. But for right now, I want to be with you. Bad furniture and all. Besides, I need a contractor, and you’re the only one I know who doesn’t make my skin crawl. ”
He gave me a quick flash of a grin, then covered it with a mocking frown. He slid his arms around me. “I don’t know if you can afford me. ”
I kissed him, pinching his butt just a little bit. “I think we can work out a barter system. ”
