"kidding." She pressed her body back into his. "Maybe you were, but that might be just what we need to do. We could recruit them. They don't like Whitney any more than we do." "Are you crazy? Even if they did decide to join us, how would we know if they were really committed to being part of us or playing the role to be a spy for Whitney?" "How did you know I was telling you the truth? Your people certainly interrogated me." He ran his hands up the sides of her rib cage. She felt small and delicate, a woman's softer body, so intriguing, so beautiful. He cupped her breasts and then touched his marks on the slight curves. She had a point. "Arguing with you is going to be a fucking waste of time, isn't it?" She laughed, and the sound slid into his body, an arrow aimed right at his heart. "Yes. You may as well get used to it, honey." 14 "You have to devein the shrimp. There is actually shrimp in the gumbo, Bella," Nonny said. "We're doing a shrimp gumbo so it's necessary to use shrimp." Pepper and"