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“Does this rich, blonde diva have a name?”
Caesar didn’t have to look at the registration console; he’d spend the last four hours memorizing her name. “That’s Jake’s. Desi video “Tha’s a funny way to kiss an uncle…”
Jake finally freed his face from Alicia’s lip lock. “I’m surprised you even knew I got married.”
“Caesar told me,” Jake admitted, “about ten minutes ago.”
“Figures,” Alicia smirked. It was becoming invisible instead, and therefore more dangerous. Gorgeous, too! Jake found some cold hot dogs and got them out. She’d cast it into the volcano, the same as he had with his own pain over the years he’d spent here. Hearing her giggle quietly, he jerked his head back and glared at her. Has been for a week, now, since your last guest left.”
“Yeah, just me ’n you,” Caesar replied, sighing heavily. His hands weren’t gentle, either, reaching around and grabbing her breasts more firmly than she liked, right through her nightgown. “I’m glad I didn’t

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