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... e window, daydreaming! Do your job and fetch me a whiskey and ice, now!” His sunken eyes were heavy with sleep deprivation. And he reeked of alcohol and that all-too-familiar deep lavender scent, strong enough to give Noah a slight headache.
“Get off me. I’m not a waitress here.” Noah tried to yank the man’s arm off her shoulder, but he refused to listen or let go. No matter how hard she dug in her nails, he did not budge. As a last resort, she gathered saliva in her mouth and spat directl ...
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