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“Hmm?” I feign sleepiness, then suck in a sharp breath that I do my damned hardest to disguise as a yawn when he tweaks my clit between his fingers. “Oh, ginger ale is fine. Settles my stomach.”

“First time flyer?” she asks innocently.

Sure, let’s go with that.

“Yeah.” I can’t help the blush, and...