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“You and Garcia aren't---"
"No. I'm a one-man kind of woman."
"And this one man..." His eyes lit up. Hopeful. Intent. "What's he like?"
"He's brave." I pressed a kiss to his forehead. "He's strong." Another kiss, this one on his cheek. "Funny and sarcastic." Kisses down his jaw despite the bristles. "Selfless." A kiss on the corner of his lips. "Loyal and honorable." Another kiss on the cheek. "A team player."
Jack gave a satisfied rumble. "He's always worked alone."
"Not anymore." I brushed his hair back from his face. "No one wanted to be left behind when it came time to save him. Everyone wanted to help. He was part of a team, and the team looks after each other."
"How is he in bed?" His voice dropped to a sensual rumble.
"Incredible."
"The best you ever had?"
"I wouldn't want him to get too cocky."
Jack laughed. "He's cocky now.”
― Sara Desai, To Have and to Heist

“Some men are each a ladiesâ€� man. Some women are each a men’s lady.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana