Choosing The Alpha King
“$1,200 a bottle, and you’re treating it like it's water.”
Aurora, with flushed cheeks, retorted, “Oh come on, frugal Xander, it’s all free!” She waved a pillow in the air, as if to emphasize her point. “You can't complain. I still have the pillow, and now it's my turn to talk.”
“Playing talking pillow, are we?” I uncorked the bottle and took a swig, resigning myself to the indulgence. ‘If it's free, then I suppose we should make the most of it.’
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