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Without hesitation, she leaned her back against Stone’s broad chest and melted into his warm embrace.
Sev appeared moments later, carrying a few bottles of whiskey and glasses.
"The finest Irish whiskey from LA," he announced.
"Ah, let the party begin," Jet laughed.
Sev poured the whiskey into glasses and handed them out. Once everyone had their drink, he raised his glass and shouted, "Sláinte is táinte!"
May downed her drink, grinning as she swallowed it without coughing, which made Stone chuckle.
"Sláinte is táinte," May repeated Sev’s toast. "What does it mean?"
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