“I think you are just jealous.”

“I’m not jealous!”

“You are!”

Bettie found herself momentarily struck silent. Placing her glass gently upon the table, she conceded, “Fine, I’ll refrain from drinking. Satisfied now?”

Arching an eyebrow, Lance couldn’t suppress a fleeting smile. Catching Bettie’s gaze, he swiftly composed himself and sighed. “Well, I had hoped you still harbored some affection for me.”

“Interesting!”

hotel at noon,

found herself weary,

on his back, yet it offered little

returning to their hotel, Sabrina reclined on the

sojourn. Following a

arranged a takeout

Sabrina had already mustered some strength and asked Bettie,

her head and responded,

unhappy,” Sabrina observed

be? I’m

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