The Trap and The Hangover

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“You set a trap for me, Pearl.” His hands were shaking. He didn’t look at her. Robert kept his head against the wall. He could still feel Amelia’s lush body in his hands. “I would never do such a thing,” she answered. “Yes, you would. Devious sister of mine,” he said, rubbing his face with his hand. “Of course, I would,” Pearl laughed. “But I didn’t.” She smirked. “Did you at least attempt to act like the gentleman you are?” “Pearl, I was on my best behavior,” he replied, and Pearl snorted. “Well, what did you find out about her?” He asked. “She is not your typical conquest. Forget about her.” Pearl’s voice was steady and even, but Robert could tell that there was a touch of anger to it. He wasn’t sure what she and Amelia had been talking about, but he knew that Pearl had answers. He

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