Another?” she asked, picking up the water to take another sip, this one to soothe the sting in her chest. “You said one drink.” A sly smile curved his lips. “I like to keep them coming.” “Is that right?” “Absolutely.” He stood, leaning across the table, his lips near her ear. “Maybe you’ll let me show you later.” She.
-J.M. Darhower
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