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Chapter 63: 'The higher you climb, the harder you fall.'

RUM

The queen of all spoilers of mood and bad timing struck again. Seriously, how the fuck did she survive her teenage years?

I pulled back to shoot her a deadpan glare then shoved her aside.

I need a cold drink.

"Rum!" She chased after me. "You said I can have anything!"

Ha!

I yanked open the fridge door and grabbed a bottle of EVIAN.

I never said that.

She stood beside me, waiting patiently as I downed the cold, freezing water, momentarily numbing my raging desires.

I pulled down the bottle with a loud gasp of satisfaction, and she continued in a weak voice, "Is that too demanding?"

I jerked my face to her, sending her the violent frustrations in my chest with my eyes.

"It is, isn't it?" Her face swivelled down with disappointment.

Fuck…. Fuck, fuck, fuck….. Do something, Keithen Hook!

"It's not demanding, goddamn it!" I gritted my teeth.

Her face was back up, now filled with curiosity. "Then what is it—?"

"You just caught me offguard!" I took another swig of
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