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“What is wrong with you, Acedia?”

“Nothing,” I answered Bo, who was now coming up behind me. “I was asking Huck to build me a swing.”

“Did you collect eggs like that?”

Shit! That’s what I was missing earlier! I knew I’d forgotten something.

“Oops! Sorry. I forgot. I’ll do that now, sir.”

When I went to stand, I failed to find my footing and fell over hard, right back on Huck. He grunted in pain when my knee connected with his cock.

“Oh shit!” Laughing hysterically, I rolled off the poor man and laid next to him. “Sorry, sorry,” I panted, looking into the blue sky. “I’m still dizzy from all the cartwheels.”

“Acedia, I’m going to ask you again,” Bo said more sternly. “What is wrong with you? Answer me. Now.”

I rolled my eyes. “Oh, Fuc—”

Huck smacked his hand over my mouth. “No.”

I started giggling.

Bo lifted me up off the ground and dragged me to him. “Have you been drinking?”

“Nope!”

“Cedi,” Huck growled. “Tell the truth.”

I frowned at him. “I haven’t drunk anything yet.”

Garrett came up to me and Bo. “I got this,” he said with a smirk. “Cedi, did you take a sip of something this morning in the cellar—”

“Oh yeah,” I nodded, then swayed into Bo. “I did. Just a few sips.”

“Did you half tip the bottle for a sip, or 3/4 tip the bottle for a swig, or full tip the bottle for a gulp.”

“That one!” I giggled. “Full tip.”

“Wife,” Bo growled. “Did this happen to be the bottle that I told you not to drink anymore from because consuming too much is dangerous?”

I looked up at Bo. “You all are so handsome. It hurts my eyes.”

“That’s the glare from the sun, Acedia.”

“Oh.”

“Bottle?” he prompted.

I frowned. “What bottle?”

Garrett burst out laughing, while Huck groaned a curse.

Bo shook his head. “You are a naughty girl,” he muttered and began dragging me home.

Thankfully, he had his hand on my upper arm. The world rocked like a ship in a storm. “Why am I naughty again? Is it because I wanted a swing?”

“No.”

“Because I did cartwheels?”

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