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"Look , you don't get to run my life. We slept together one-"
He held up seven fingers.
"Fine," I squeezed through my teeth. "We had sex seven times in a twenty-four hour period. Just because I'm your lover-"
"Mate."
Words died in my mouth. .... mate meant monogamy, family, children. ... It meant marriage.
"Mate," I said finally, tasting the word.
He winked at me. Dear God.
.... "You're a control freak and I fight all authority. And you want us to mate?"
A wicked spark lit his eyes. "Many, many times."
I think my brain just melted out of my ears. Seven times?! How is Kate even sitting down?