Chapter 49 48

Nerthus

“Two Sambuca shots, please!” Danny grins at the bartender, who proceeds to fill two small shot glasses quickly.

“Thank God, I’m not your mother.” I mock, and he laughs, passing me my shot.

“You are the coolest sister, instead!”

“Aaaaw!” I giggle, and with a cheer, we pour the liquor ...

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