Page 172 of To Catch A Rogue

Lark reached up to cup his cheek. "Do you know why they call you that? It's because youaresweet, Charlie. You are kind, and protective, and loyal, and not afraid to show it. You shouldn't be ashamed of it." Her voice lowered. "And you are very, very wicked when you want to be."

"Speaking of," he mused, bumping his nose against hers. "I hear you have a cabin all to yourself."

"Aren't you afraid mydhampirbrother is going to come knocking and ask about my reputation?" she teased.

"I've known you longer. He's just going to have to get used to it."

Lark pretended to consider it. "On one condition. No. Two."

"Yes?"

"One: You're not allowed to complain when I slide my cold feet against yours. And two: I am very curious. We've barely had a chance to experiment. There are certain things I recall from Miss Jasmine's that I want to explore in greater depth."

Charlie brushed his hand down her cheek, his voice roughening. "Why don't we go and continue that experiment right now?"

"It’s a deal," she whispered.

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