Rude Awakenings
“Pipe down, you.”
Paloma’s girlish giggle filled Kate’s ears, her own laugh joining as she slid her hand into the back pocket of Colton’s jeans. She squeezed the taut muscle hidden beneath the denim, smiling at his curious glance before drawing out his wallet. “They won. We have to buy them drinks, and since you made me incompetent for the whole game, you should pay.” Pressing his wallet into his waiting palm, Kate kissed his cheek. “Moscow Mule, please.”
“I’ll have a lemonade, thanks.”
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