Chapter 93 FOR THE MONEY

MERRIELYNN.

Cormac and I were on the couch watching some random drama.

The room was quiet except for the hum of the TV, and I could hear him crunching on grapes every now and then.

He was stretched out lazily, shirtless, with his bare feet propped up on the coffee table. A bowl of grapes rested...

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