Chapter 157

  MYKEL

  Four years later

  “Mykel, are you still here?” My wife stopped in her track when she saw me sitting on my desk with a glass of whiskey in my hand.

  “Hey, baby.”

  She stepped closer at a sultry pace as she took off her coat. “Are you ready to go?”

  “Wearing that?” I emptied the glass an...

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