Christian swiped the keys from my hand. “Maybe the fates want us to take the car home. Why do I have a feeling I’m going to regret this?I smirked. “Is that what Viktor said before he hired you?””That’s what your husband is going to say before reciting his vows.””That’s what every woman says before they have sex with you.”Christian swaggered toward the door, swinging the keys around his finger. “That’s what I’m going to say before you serve our dinner tonight.

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