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“I’m liking this place more and more,” David said, earning a playful pinch from me.

“You’re going to have to learn how to make that sherry cobbler thing when we get home,” I said. I licked honey from my finger and looked up at David. In the faint flicker, I could just barely make out his dimples as he smiled. “But don’t make it all the time, I don’t want to turn into a lush.” I felt him nodding, understanding, and accepting my demand.

Intoxicated on a carnal trifecta of alcohol, sugar, and fondling, I craned my neck and smiled invitingly. Forgetting talk of clubs and cocktails, David kissed me in our dark corner.

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