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Clearing his throat, Bennett said, "Just a lot of wonderful landmarks to hit, Lyle Wouldn’t want you to miss out"

Bull swept up to us, his faht, and held up double finger-triggers "I knohat I’d like to hit this week" He winked, ers at me "THAT LADY RIGHT THERE"

"Appropriate," Bennett said dryly in Bull’s wake "Always classy, Bull"

Bull waved over his head and headed straight toward the eht with music on the upbeat but quieter side before food and then the real party started, but it didn’t seem to matter Bull moon-walked out to the center of the floor and then started soft-shoeing in circles, beckoning to every wole stallion this week, ladies Who’s the first to ride?"

Most everyone turned back to their drinks, or who

I tookharshly "Wow, you’re not kidding" Bennett rubbed "

"Oh, please, Chlo," George said as he approached, buh to take it"

"More ed from his suit into dressy jeans and a fitted white button-down shirt with intricate black diamonds on it He looked fantastic I felt my smile wilt a little when I realized there wouldn’t be anyone fun here for hi a much-needed respite in the corner of the room with Hanna Will looked a little exhausted already froiven in and enjoyed their brand of absurdity, letting thehed--and probably wouldn’t even be up for soe Ga for a dance partner Are you ready to ride the Bull?"

George’s dark eyebrows inched up as he looked over at theon his own brand of seduction "Is thatfun with the Jersey Shore contingent?"

"Sadly, I think so," I said "Unless you want to try to turn Will soar co to break his penis this weekend"

George tookand handing it back, now only half full "Holy crap that’s strong"

"You think that’s strong," Lyle said, pointing his drink at George, "you should try sorin pulled at the corner of George’sabout the navy"

"Every single sailor," Bennett said under his breath, sipping his drink He ran his free hand downto rest on the curve of my ass

Lyle continued on as if no one else had spoken, "Those drinksyou’d try theasoline tasted like water And the hooch would make us randy, oh boy" Besidequietly Lyle nodded, pointing atlady, sometimes had to pay for it, but I didn’t reeting to Elliott and Susan "The drink was that kind of wicked, what can you do?"

I pressed h "Oh, I don’t know, Lyle," Bennett said quietly "Maybe you could not point atprostitutes?"

"That’s probably what I would do," George agreed

Oblivious, Lyle turned back to us "They’d put a cinnamon stick in it over the holidays Mark the occasion Still tasted like fire"

"Cinnamon fire," I added, helpfully

"In the drink or in the prostitutes?" George asked, brows pulled together

Lyle didn’t even crack a sone either way," I said to George

"I don’t knoomen taste like with or without cinnae-whispered to "

"One kid froain "Noas his name?" He took another drink, closed his eyes, and then opened them in a flash "Bill Oh, that Bill, I tell you what He was soht he drank the hooch and caet chased around the barracks that night"

We all stood in silence, contee said, "Like I said The navy sounds like my kind of place"

We all turned at the sound of a loud shout Across the roo my aunt Mary his sexy-fire look of oh-wo several predatory steps toward her Mary was covering her e looked over atmy boy toy?"

"Very," Bennett mused dryly "I’m surprised Chloe’s aunts haven’t put a saddle on hio find hiay, there’s no other way I think he’ll be particularly interested to hear about what these estively in e a quizzical look

"To a keyboard Do to a keyboard," George added, winking atacross the room to the dance floorOn the patio, Bennett and I looked out at the water, and chatted with some distant cousins he hadn’t seen in years, and whoh, and the conversation entered the familiar territory of most conversations this week: