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138: Time for Some Revenge (IV)
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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Enough about me? What brought you here?" Ayla narrowed her eyes at him in suspicion. "We clearly haven't met before, and I highly doubt that you had the time to come down here and entertai a complete stranger." She tilted her head to the side as she waited for his answer.
"Why would you say that?" James replied to her before taking a sip of his drink.
"Call it a hunch." The corner of her lips turned up into a smile. "That and the fact that no one has come up to us and asked you to leave." It did take her a couple of seconds but she was able to put two and two together. There was no way that Asher would leave her unsupervised given her situation. If a man was able to come and sit next to her, it would only mean one thing: Asher knew about it. Or better, he knew the man.
James stared down at her and only smiled. "You are one smart cookie."
"Blame it on the alcohol." Ayl
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