"Would I hire a unit of agents to provide you with backrubs and kisses, and daily adoration?" she asked, still laughing. W.E.E.V.I.L.! She would never live it down.
She gave up on the back rub and collapsed against his shoulder. "You, sir," she whispered into his ear, "are most likely to get everything you deserve. Maybe that's what you should be worried about."
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