#Chapter 170 Proud

Charles "Gabriel is a good choice," I said, nodding, grinning at her. "Seems like you comprehended more than you're giving yourself credit for." She lifted her head proudly. It made me think of Cecil when she managed to get something right. I couldn't help but lean over and plant a kiss on her cheek. "Keep it up, and maybe I'll think of other prizes, hm?" She bit her lip. "I have a short list of prizes I want." I cocked an eyebrow. "Short?" Her gaze dropped towards my waist and then back to my face. "Long then. Hard too, and wholly inappropriate for polite company." I chuckled. "I'm corrupting you, or maybe you've always been dirty-minded." She scowled. "Don't let my crap married sex-life fool you." "No, just your generally crap sex life before me." Her jaw dropped open, and she let out an indignant squawk. "You telling me I'm wrong?" She stuck out her tongue, and it took everything in me not to suck it into my mouth and ravish her in the kitchen. She was lucky she looke