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“Who cares?” I turn him around. “You owe me a kiss.”
Thirty-Eight
Yarvok
Now that we’ve identified and caught the culprit who wrecked the brewery, there’s time to mourn.
I stare at the shambles of our once proud brewery and sigh. I couldn’t be happier that I’ve won the heart of my true love, but this is sort of, as a human might say, a bummer.
“Why the long face, Yarvok?” Oliva asks me.
“It looks like nobody gets the subsidy. The brewery is in ruins. We need some kind of product to sell.”
“Not so fast.”
Cam Neely takes a very long, curious stride across a bare patch of dirt.
“What are you doing?” I’m a little bit annoyed that he’s acting this way.
“I’m looking for my secret stash,” he says.
“Your secret stash?”
“Yeah, I put aside some of the first batch of ale for my own personal use.”
My heart leaps in my chest. Dare I sup of the bittersweet nectar of hope?
“How much did you put aside for your personal use?” Olivia asks.
“A hundred cases.”
“A hundred cases!” I pump my fist in the air. “Yes. That’s more than enough to enter the contest with.”
“Calm down, I never said I was going to part with all of my personal stash,” Cam says. Mylar steps over behind him and puts the Fratvoyan in a headlock.
“What my friend Cam meant to say was, of course you can have his personal stash.”
“You have to find it first,” Cam says between straining grunts.
Mylar snorts and stomps his foot twice. The dirt falls away as a platform rises from the ground. Inside of it lies the hundred cases of Frontiersman, the first brand of New Verdan Ale.
A cheer rises up from the gathered townsfolk. The festival is back on.
We win the subsidy, naturally. If Chadd Gordo hadn’t tried to cheat, he might very well have stood a chance of winning.
Late that night, we steal away from the festival to our luxury home. Once we’re inside the door I can’t stop kissing her.
I pick her up in my arms and carry her up the steps to the second-floor master bedroom suite. I kiss her neck and she sighs.
“I don’t know how you can stand to kiss me. I’ve been sweating all day.”
“Then I’ll just have to get you cleaned up, won’t I?”
I carry her into the bathroom. Gently setting her on her feet, I turn the water on and strip off my clothing.
She smiles as I lift the hem of her shirt and lift it over her head. The water creates a light fog of steam as I open the door and we step inside. I stare at her naked perfection before turning the angle of the showerhead to splash her with warm water.
She turns in a tight circle, getting herself thoroughly wet. I squirt some foamy body wash onto a loofah and swirl it about her back in slow, sensual circles.
