Kristal Taylor

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“Would you like a drink?” “It’s not even noon,” I muttered. “Fuck it. Yes, please. Something…not too strong.” I’d almost said, something strong, but that made me sound like a lush. If he handed me a Valium right then I would have chopped it up and snorted it just to get it in my bloodstream faster, and I didn’t want him to know that’s how nervous I really was.
Cocky Genius: Ethan Cocker (Cocker Brothers of Atlanta, #8)
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