Vampire Most Wanted
Page 38

 Lynsay Sands

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“I love you too, Marcus Notte,” she murmured and leaned up on her tiptoes to kiss him.
“Come on you two, you’re busting my balls here. Get a move on.”
Divine turned sharply toward the door, just in time to see her uncle turn and walk away. “He didn’t—?”
“He did,” Marcus said dryly.
“But he doesn’t know—”
“He knows,” Marcus assured her. “He read our minds.”
“Oh, damn,” Basha groaned. “I’m so going to get teased about that for eternity.”
“Yeah,” he agreed with a grimace as he slipped his arm around her waist to steer her to the door. “We both are. I can hear it now, uniball, one-nut, half man . . .”
“No,” Basha said at once. “They’ll know it healed. You still have two balls.”
“That won’t matter,” he assured her with a crooked smile.
“I guess we’ll have to suffer it together,” she said apologetically.
“Together we can handle anything,” Marcus assured her, and risked her uncle’s wrath to stop and kiss her again.