[ There's a part of him that suspects that the whiskey wasn't just whiskey but some kind of additional encouragement as well. The rest of him doesn't care. He pouts a little when she looks so disappointed by his hand. His hands are nice. ]
You are asking a lot of questions, my dear. [ His voice drops to nearly a purr. ] I thought we were going to stop at one.
[ He leans back against the counter, propping his elbows on it, trying to fight his smile back down. ]
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You are asking a lot of questions, my dear. [ His voice drops to nearly a purr. ] I thought we were going to stop at one.
[ He leans back against the counter, propping his elbows on it, trying to fight his smile back down. ]