Chapter 8 - Grisham-2

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AFTER A LATE LUNCH, I checked in with the guys. So far, there was nothing to report, which didn’t surprise me, but Vianna was disappointed, and I couldn’t blame her. “We’ll find them,” I promised. “Not if we’re in bed all day long.” She glowered at me. I crossed my arms, flexing them. “You’re gonna pin that on me? If I remember correctly, you pinned me.” She flipped her hair back, a sexy move that didn’t look practiced and made it all the more sultry. “If we’re gonna...you know...it can’t affect finding them.” I gripped her shoulders and stared her straight in the eyes. “I promise you. Our activities won’t affect anything.” Her eyebrows arched at my word choice, and I grimaced. “Activities” wasn’t the greatest term, but what could I call it? f*****g? s*x? Making love? f*****g amazing

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