Safe in His Arms
“But— oh, wait, priests aren’t supposed to gamble, right?”
In quick response, Marcus shook his head and grinned.
“Oh, no, my angel. You got it all wrong, ” he started, stressing the endearment, “If it doesn’t involve money, we priests can join the fun.”
“Fun?” Ysabelle parroted. “Oh, yeah? Then, if our bet doesn’t involve money, what is at stake for both of us?” she asked, confused. How clever of her to press her lips and lift her chin in order to hide whatever effect he had on her because of the sweet term.
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