PROPERTY OF THE BILLIONAIRE
My cheeks flushed, and I shook my head, trying to clear the fog, but it clung to me like a second skin.
That’s when it hit me—the gummy worms. Those damn gummy worms.
I reached out, my hand unsteady, and grabbed a shot glass from a passing waiter’s tray. The liquid inside was a deep amber, catching the light like molten gold. I didn’t even think twice—just threw it back in one go, the sharp burn of whiskey or tequila or whatever it was scorching a path down my throat.
I coughed, my eyes watering, and Samantha chuckled beside me, her hand landing on my back with a firm pat.
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