with that kind of treatment.” I raised my eyebrows to let him know I meant business. “And you shouldn’t put up with it, Ab.” He looked down before adding, “I wouldn’t blame you if you never wanted to speak to me again.” “Right now, I don’t want to,” I said crabbily, unwilling to forgive him so quickly for making such a hurtful and nasty comment. “It was a despicable thing to say, and it doesn’t reflect my true feelings at all. I’m so sorry I made such an offensive comment, and that I hurt you. What can I do to make it up to you? Beg your forgiveness? Yell from the rooftops about what an ass I am?” The last one made me smile a little, so he added, “You want public humiliation, huh? Okay, how about if I run through town naked, except for a sandwich board that reads, ‘Sam is a jerk. Abby is amazing’?” “I like that, but I’d rather the sign said you are a titball. Jerk is so passé.” “Titball it is then. Although I’m not sure what that means, I’m pretty sure it’s not good.” He turned serious. “Can you ever forgive me? I’m so sorry for saying that.” I wasn’t ready to let his outrageous comment go, but I knew that I couldn’t stay mad at him forever. “Promise me that you’ll never say anything like that about me ever again.” “I promise,” he said before giving me a deep, wet, toe-curling, mindnumbing kiss. “Sealed with a kiss on the lips.” He gave me a lopsided grin when the kiss finally ended. His careless words had hurt me, and I wasn’t ready to forgive and forget, but his sweet kiss had worked its magic on my body. I was beyond horny and ready to have my way with him. “I’m on top this time,” I informed him, wanting complete control of the situation.