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... eaned on one hand, his smiling face appearing a bit hazy, yet on closer inspection, it was crystal clear.
"I can hold my liquor very well, a thousand cups without getting drunk."
Nathan Moore noncommittally curled his lips and thought to himself, a thousand cups? That night, you hadn’t even had ten before you were dead drunk.
He pushed a glass of red wine towards Titus Zane. When Titus reached for it, Nathan hadn’t had time to withdraw his hand, and their fingers touched ...
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