Chapter 272 Book 4: And I’m Engaged!

Sydney 

I watched him pour a peg of Jack Daniels for himself. “What are you thinking of? Come here.” He patted the seat beside him. 

“I’m not drinking tonight. I have a low alcohol tolerance.” Yet I eyed his drink. What difference would a few sips make? I needed it so badly after what I had been thr...

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