[Private Dining Room]
”You sound like an adrenaline junkie. And I don’t know, I’m starting to think you could have handled it, being so eager to go everywhere I think you shouldn’t.” he teases, sipping his soup.
Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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