She wove her way around the table, came up behind Hugh, and draped herself over him, making sure to mash her breasts against his shoulder. “Hi.” Hugh glanced up at her and grinned. It was the kind of grin that would make a professional escort blush. She leaned closer and brushed a kiss on his mouth. His lips were hot and dry. His hand reached into her hair. She pulled away slightly. “Do you think I can borrow you for a few minutes?” He caught a strand of her hair between his fingers. “I think we can work something out.” She smiled at Rufus and the guardsmen. “Excuse us, gentlemen.” Hugh winked
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