He gives me a grim smile. 'You'd probably make a coin purse out of my balls.''Nah,' I say lightly, like his rejection doesn't sting. 'I'd want something big enough to carry more than five-cent pieces.'His smile slowly widens, and he draws me closer. 'Don't push your luck, *Gaby*. This resolve of mine is pretty fragile.
-Paula Weston
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