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" Patting the ground to her left, Jaime frowned. Gazing around and finding no sign of what she was looking for, her frown deepened. “Did you hide my drinks?” Shaya shook her head. “No, why?” “I came out with, like, eight, and they’re gone.” “You sure you didn’t drink them all?” “I can’t have, or I’d be drunk, wouldn’t I?” “Oh yeah, I never thought of it like that.” Suddenly four heads were peering down at them, smiling in amusement, but only one held Jaime’s attention. “Hey, Popeye, how’s it going?” “Popeye,” chuckled Shaya with a pig-like snort. Tao, Trick, and Marcus chuckled, too. “What you doing down there, baby?” Dante asked, smiling. She was absolutely wasted. Seeing the eight empty bottles at her feet, he could guess why. "
― Suzanne Wright , Wicked Cravings (The Phoenix Pack, #2)