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Constance giggled. “Pumpkin?” she joked.
“Meh.”
She tried a British accent. “Darling?”
Rhett grunted disapproval.
“Baby?” She winked. “Can I call you baby?”
“You’re getting warmer.” Rhett leaned down, his voice softening.
“How about...querido? Or—” Constance leaned in and whispered against his ear “—amorcito?”
He made a groaning sound and squeezed her so tight he lifted her off her feet. “I like it,munequita,” he whispered back. “I knew you wouldn’t let me down.”
“No,” she said, and slid her arms around his neck. “Never.”
