"I raise it for one thing and one thing only." She spat at him, halting and turning, not realizing that it was still gently wagging back and forth like a big target with a bullseye in plain sight. "And you know what that one thing is, and when I'm done I may just castrate you in your sleep." But she wasn't serious. She wasn't going so far as to say she loved him, but she was more than a little aroused by his entire mantra of coming onto her again. She would have him, yes, but in what capacity she would not reveal.