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if he hadn’t been listening carefully, he never would have heard her words.
                  What he wouldn’t have given to have heard that from a woman when he’d been alive. He’d have thought he’d died and gone to Heaven. She still doubted her own appeal, but it was obvious that she was beginning to trust him. “Sofia, you’re in dangerous territory here. I’d like nothing better than to show you how dangerous. That’s the honest truth.”
                  “You want honest?” she continued. “I’m a virgin.”
                  He would’ve choked had there been anything besides his own tongue in his mouth.
                  “Pardon?”
                  “You know, Virgin? Untouched? Pure? NOT the Whore of Babylon?”
                  “But I thought you said…”
                  “I did. And I have. I’ve wanted to please my partners, but it never felt right to give that part of me to someone. I want that with you.”
                  “Shit. I can’t believe I’m going to do this.” He wanted her so much he ached with it and not just because she’d kneed him in the jewels. “That should be a gift for someone you love.”
                  “It is. I love myself. It’s my gift to me.”
                  He’d never thought of it that way. Heaven had indicated he was supposed to make her a promise when she’d asked. It wouldn’t want him to make a promise and then welsh on it. Right?
                  Maybe he really was the Devil. He could rationalize anything.
                  “I’ll make you a deal.”
                  “I thought deals were the purview of downstairs?” She smiled.
                  “Yeah, well, I’m starting to see the allure.” He stroked a finger down her cheek. “There are four bases, right?”
                  “What?”
                  “You know, first base, second base, etc.?”
                  “Yeah.” She narrowed her eyes, obviously waiting for him to go on and obviously convinced she wasn’t going to like what he had to say.
                  “For every base you let me show you something else. Another possibility. Another memory.”
                  “That’s not fair. We were already halfway home.”
                  “Those are my terms.”
                  She scowled.
                  “It’ll give us something to do while my dick’s in traction.”
                  She blushed. “I said I was sorry.”
                  “I’ll let you make it up to me.” He kissed her forehead.
                  “Okay. Fine. It’s a deal.”
                  He pulled her close. “Now go to sleep.”
                  “You really are the Devil, you know that?”
                  He’d just been thinking the same thing, but asked, “How’s that?”
                  “You got me to make a bargain to get you to live up to a promise you already made me. I’m convinced you could sell a freezer to an Eskimo.”
                  He didn’t need to sell a freezer to an Eskimo, he needed to sell her a future that she wanted. A future where choking to death on gingerbread was not acceptable way to die.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
    Every Time A Bell Rings
     
                  As corny and trite as it was to admit it, she’d enjoyed sleeping in his arms. Even when the ice pack leaked on her back. She’d just been thankful to discover she hadn’t wet herself. With the way things were going, it wouldn’t have surprised her.
                  She’d been convinced he wasn’t anywhere near as interested in her as she had been in him, but the way he’d attacked her on the couch, well,