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“I…yes. Ithink,” he added, sure ofnothingnow.

“Go with your male gut on that one, mon frier. She wants to fuck?”

“God…yes, she begs for it without words.”

“Well, that will change.”

“How?” he wondered, hope and dread clashing.

“She will begin using very precise words. And tactics you will not be able to resist.”

“Like what?” he wondered, disturbed at this news.

“Likeforce. And if you’re able to resist her when she resorts to this deadly tactic, let me know so we can put it in our survival manual.”

“I gave her two orgasms!”

“Ohhhhh, mon frier,” he said, like he’d committed a fatal mistake. “This is not seen by a woman the way it is seen by a man.”

“Total shock.”

“A woman expresses love by givingyoupleasure. Have you let her do that yet?”

“No!”

“Because you will lose your mind, I get it. But this is seen as the greatest rejection.”

“Me not letting her givemepleasure?”

“Oui,” he said like it was both obvious and true. And while Ethan knew it was true in their case, it was hardly an obvious truth. “She sees that as you not wanting her love or her love not being good enough.”

“And then, mistake ofallmistakes, I suggested we seal our marriage agreement with a kiss—like we agreed to before. I thought I needed to show her I was serious about our arrangement still and—” Ethan stopped at Bishops moan of doom. “What?!”

“First you offer this kiss like some kind ofdealthen again after afight?”

“They kiss at the end of a marriage ceremony!” he cried quietly in his defense.

“Mon Dieu, that kiss is symbolic, T-Bit. The crowning of a sacred union. To use it as a handshake in a deal or band-aid after a fight is the greatest insult.”

He had to laugh. “She wanted a handshake,” he said.

“It would have been alotmore appropriate.”

“No shit. She thought I waspayingher with it, but I was trying to show her what she means to me, that she means amarriageto me, a lifelong commitment, the whole package!”

“Oui.”

Ethan mentally shoved off his pity, fucking pissed. In general.

“I have more good news.”

“What,” he muttered. “I’m fucking exhausted.”

“If she loves you, she will be very good at forgiving. You just have to find a way to make her understand what’s in your heart.”

“How? All I got are algorithms then error messages all over the place.”

“There is one language that does not need words. And you have no reason not to use it.”

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