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and hurled it onto the table. "It's about time you hit the books, Mr. Sterling. Section Four of Chapter Three explains how to avoid leaving your partner feeling like a clumsy rookie has assaulted them. "With your pathetic technique, even the bare minimum would put you to shame. Stop making a fool of yourself." Jake's face went pale as our eyes met. He couldn't make sense of it. The dip in his affection levels didn't seem to faze me at all. "Fine. Whatever," he snapped, tugging at his tie. With a guarded look, he stepped back, sizing me up. "I don't know what kind of stunt you're pulling today, but you had better watch your mouth. One wrong move, and you'll answer for it.

Ryan asks quietly, though I doubt shouting would wake this dead-to-the-world puppy. I look up at him and smile. "Yes. It was a very good surprise. Thank you." Ryan looks away and a smile graces his lips. "I thought you didn't want a dog, though." He is quiet for a moment, looking at his hands. "I thought a dog might be good for you," he says finally. "Maybe for me too." Ryan reaches into the box and pulls out a book titled Your Samoyed and You. He opens the book and begins to read silently. My eyes widen at the picture of a large, fluffy white dog on the front.

"Hey, do you want to get back at the man who hurt you?" Logan spat out a mouthful of blood and looked up at me with alarmingly bright eyes. "Yes." A vicious smile curled on my lips as I lazily tilted his chin up with the toe of my shoe. "Then become my lapdog, and I'll give you everything you want." Logan lowered his head and fell silent. Just as I grew impatient and was about to turn away, he reached out and grabbed my ankle. "Woof." From then on, Logan became my most devoted lapdog.