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“Sure, all blessings come with obligations.” There’s a smirk on his face that I don’t much care for.

“And they are?”

He chuckles, “Nothing much. You just have to perform certain duties—for me. Or else you’llbe…you know. Cursed.”

I raise my eyebrow at him.

“Duties, huh?”

“Nothing you can’t handle,” he says with another smirk, returning his attention to the still talking monk. “Hesays…hmm. He says you need to perform these dutiesdaily. Or else.”

I roll my eyes at him.

As far as I know, Lock doesn’t even speak Thai.

“Hey,” he says, mock-wounded, “they’re not my rules. Don’t shoot the messenger, darl.”

“And what exactly do I get in return?” I ask him.

“Like performing sexual acts on me isn’t reward enough?” he asks, smiling broadly, “I mean, honestly, Sammi, greed doesn’t become you.”

The needle lifts. Tattoo finished. It hurts a little, but I suppose some blessings do.

Lock stands before I can answer, motioning with one hand for me to do the same.

“Anyway,” he says, taking my seat, “enough chit-chat, it’s my turn.”

From the bulge in his pants, I can tell he’s not just talking about the tattoo.

“And when do thesedutiesbegin, darling?” I ask, voice dripping with sarcasm.

Lock and I switch places. I lick my lips as we pass each other and I catch his scent.

“Oh…immediately,” Lock reassures me. “The sooner, the better.”

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