She half-heartedly kicked his ankle. “I don’t need you to
protect me all the time, Tobias.”
“Oh please,” he huffed, “you’ve been a trouble magnet since
the day you were born. Sebastian and I spent most of the ‘90s rescuing you from
one scrape or another. At times I swore you went looking for danger.”
Her warm breath tickled his neck when she laughed. She
hooked her fingers through his belt loops and blocked out Sebastian’s gagging.
“Can you blame me? I had my very own Prince Charming, complete with white horse
and faithful sidekick. Besides, you know you enjoyed playing the hero.”
“I did.” He nipped her bottom lip, savored the way she
melted against him. “Protecting you is second nature; don’t ask me to stop now,
sugar. I don’t think I can.”
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