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Chapter 38 -
Dingo/Davin POV
The beach it is. Anywhere away from Marcus was fine by me.
“Oh, I wonder if there are any glass balls this far North.” Danny said aloud.
“We get them every once in a while,” Brenda said. “There is a cove, that collects all the flotsam from the storms. I’ve found broken bits of floats there but never a whole one. You might try there, Dingo knows the way.” Brenda was on the same page, I just smiled at the two of them.
“I think my treasure bag is in the truck still.” Danny said.
“Treasure bag?” Brad asked.
To my surprise, it was Sean that answered smiling. “It’s a shopping bag equivalent for beach combing he explained.”
Brenda and Danny snickered exchanging glances.
Brad rolled his eyes.
Danny rinsed her dish, ‘determined’ to not be a bother and we went back to our room. Before I even had the door closed, I felt her slide her arms under my shirt and around to my chest. My cock instantly hardened at
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