Page 16 of Uncharted


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“’Kay.”

“At least that I know of.”

My right eyebrow shot up in curiosity. “And what exactly does that mean?”

“Just that if anyone did create drama, it’d come as a complete fuckin’ shock to me.” He laughed. When I didn’t respond, he prompted me, “Next question?”

“Drugs? Alcohol? Any addictions?” I asked.

“No. The occasional beer. And only medication as prescribed.”

I nodded.

“Wait, does Tylenol count? Ibuprofen?”

“Are you being serious?”

“No, I’m being sarcastic.”

I gave a small chuckle and pressed on. “Any weird fetishes?”

“A few. But I don’t think that’s dinner conversation,” he said with a wink. “Maybe we can discuss those later after you decide if you want to stay for more than a drink.”

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