Page 403 of End Game

Because of the way she says it.

Like she's surprised.

“I noticed.”

“No.” She shakes her head. “I mean—”

She looks down at where she's sitting over me.

At my hands exactly where she put them.

Her fingers trace my chest. “I like telling you what to do.”

“Deeply shocking development.”

She pinches me.

“Ow.”

“Shut up.”

“Yes, ma'am.”

She smiles again.

Then, quieter, she adds, “I don't think I'm experimenting anymore.”

There it is.

I look at her. “No?”

She shakes her head. “I think I actually want this sometimes.”

“Dollface.”

“What?”

“Character class unlocked.”

She stares.

Then smacks my chest.

I laugh so hard I almost ruin everything.

Almost.

“I'm having a moment.”

“I know.”

“You're an asshole.”

“I also know that.”

She leans down.

Kisses me.