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SUNSET AND DINNER.

Chapter: 118.

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"Right. That's it... we are playing a game."

"Games? Interesting. What kind of game?" Easton leans back against the blanket and rests his head against his palm with a slight smile curling his lips.

"I knew from the moment I first laid eyes on you that you were going to keep me on my toes."

"Go on then, give me a taster of this epic game of yours," Easton demanded innocently. "Let us discover what you can dish out."

The man smirks. "Ok," Michael responds amused, and takes a sip. "Here goes nothing... First question: who taught you to dance?"

Eaton giggles. "Well, I did learn a lot of lessons from my father."

"How many lessons was he giving you?"

"A hundred or two maybe. I lost count after the third time." Both men let out a burst of comforting laughter.

"Well, I never learned anything from my father, if anything I was his enemy, I don't blame him I would be my own enemy if I did what I did to my folks."

"Tyrant," Easton muttered under his breath and Michael smack
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