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“Well, you did choose a rather disreputable-looking disguise” A sreasy, shoulder-length grey hair and a Jesus Christ beard, a metal choker and ripped jeans – he definitely didn’t look anything like his usual self “What exactly are you supposed to be anyway?” she couldn’t help asking “Mel Gibson turns aging rockstar?”

“Good description,” he acknowledged, “but as it’s also better to keep things si writer hoping to find inspiration in Isla de Flores”

“That’s your idea of a writer?” The sound of Pippi’s laughter trailed after her as she stepped inside Wickha faux leather seats and a Care Bears sticker on its rear windshield

As Wickham turned the car around, Acheron saw one of Pippi’s aunts cohbor, effectively distracting the latter

Smart of her, but more importantly, it also spoke volumes of how natural it was for Pippi’s family to protect each other…unlike his own flesh and blood

Pippi was startled when Acheron suddenly drew her close and felt his lips touch the top of her head When she looked up at hiruffly, “I like your family a lot, mikrí mou”

Acheron felt a ht up at his words The sight unintentionally reminded him of the many times his former lovers had looked hiifted theant

But Pippi was different

She had always been different, but whether that was a good thing or not…

Allá ti ei ht It was a Greek saying si ht now that was exactly what he intended to stop doing

For now, it was best to take things one fucking day at a time