Chapter 0965
“Well, that I won’t contest,” Sinclair says, grabbing me to his half-naked body the moment I step through the door.

“Wise man,” I say, lifting myself on my toes for a kiss. Sinclair gives it to me – a long, lingering one, and then he pats me on the ass before reaching for some pajama pants.

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