Clar hadn’t expected Lucas to be this shameless, but she was certain this time—she was going to win. “Fine,” she lifted her chin slightly, a hint of smugness in her tone, “if you lose, you’re not allowed to sleep with me for the entire week.” Lucas paused. No matter how he calculated it, this bet wasn’t in his favor. Lose, and he’d have to endure a whole week. Win, and he’d only get one night. He clicked his tongue, the corner of his lips curling with dissatisfaction. “Mate, that’s not fair.”
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