Chapter 31 Chapter Thirty One

### Ryker

I set my whiskey glass down.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes.”

The answer came too quickly and flat.

I studied her for a moment.

“Are you sure?”

She finally looked at me.

“I want a drink.”

I blinked. “…What?”

“Alcohol.” She held out her hand impatiently. “Pour me a drink.”

I couldn’t r...

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