“Considering you used to climb on the back of rampaging bulls as an idea of a good time, I suspect you don’t have any. So, indulge my curiosity. What’s your weakness?” I comb my fingers through my loose curls. “Although if it is hot as fuck facial hair, I’ve got some great accounts I can recommend you subscribe to.” He clears his throat before speaking. “Apparently tonight it’s Stôrmand Lane convincing me to play him at pool…” Beau hesitates, and a crackling tension extends across space and time while I’m left hanging before he continues. “And the prettiest girl I’ve ever laid eyes on, who
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