LXXXIII. Equal

"You're the only one who's ever gotten the best of me," he continued. "When you pushed me in the lake . . . and when you gave me love potion. You're the only one capable of - you're the only one who makes me - you're my equal."

"Better than just equal, I like to think."

"Fine, fine. Look, I've dated girls. A lot of them. Pretty ones. But they never caught me up the way you do. I didn't really think about them. And damn, McKinnon, I can't stop thinking about you."

"Thinking about what, my arse?"

He grabbed her arm. "Your brilliance."