“If I didn’t know better, I’d almost be fooled into thinking you have a heart.”
“Oh, but I do. In the same place as yours.” She sipped her champagne. “It’s located about nine inches below where your brain should be.” He opened his mouth to respond, but Bethany cut him off. “If you make a ‘nine inches’ joke, I’ll dump candle wax on your head.”
“Damn, girl, that’s kinky as hell.” He winked. “I like it.”