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“I was young, it’s just sex. I was pretty much partying and pissing my dad off at every turn.” I stumble on the carpeted floor and he rights me, holding me close. I notice him sway a little as we head through the door to the internal hall of the boat indicating he isn’t much more sober than I am. I’m glad he’s leaning against me though; I’m finding it so much harder to walk than I realized.

“You don’t do group sex anymore?” I hiccup. Hating myself for saying.

Why the hell am I so obsessed with this topic? I do not even want to know any of this.

He eyes me warily, a soft questioning smile on his lips, showing those neat white teeth, devastating dimples and I’m instantly distracted.

“I like your smile.” I say, alcohol very effectively removing my internal filter again.

“No, I don’t, and I like that you like my smile, shorty.” He stops and pushes me against the wall
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