Chapter Twenty Eight
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The glazed donuts and chocolate milk she had for dinner paired nicely with a glass of Chateau De Luna 1971 her lady servant recommended. The game was boring but worth it to be there naked in Shannon’s arms, watching it on a wall mounted television roughly the size and shape of a dinner table, with the bubbles, and the back massaging thermal jets. Guests on nearby balconies had the same bright idea. Every time the local boys scored a touchdown, the gorge reverberated with the echo of a dozen joyful screams issued from soaking weirdoes.

In truth, she was a little concerned for Shannon’s safety since the stunt he pulled that afternoon. His rescue had been made very public, and the people who had seen him pull her in off the ledge were none too happy about it. Word spread, and by time dinner roll...

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