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“No clue Nothing can top what happened last night I rinned

“So I guess we immerse ourselves in normalness now?”

“Well, in true case style, it’d be dive bar and greasy food time” Demi batted her lashes

“I think I can arrange that” He smiled “We wouldn’t want to deter froone through so much trouble to be authentic”

She rolled her eyes, and he chuckled

“Such an ass”

He inclined his head “You did want me to be Roman Stone”

“I didn’t say it wasn’t a little bit hot”

He guided her into the elevator and pulled her back against hi her ear, he nibbled his way down her neck She shivered and rubbed her ass into his groin

“Mmm More than a little”

“Much better,” he said

He stepped away, and she huffed A bell chiet back tonight”

“Buzzed hot sex afterward?”

“Anything for accuracy”