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Chapter 16
16 Misery played three new songs in all before walking off stage to earsplitting cheers. Jett, Milo and Anders had lost their shirts somewhere along the way, to the extreme and loud appreciation of the female members of the crowd, and Jett had remarked that the string jockeys were being uptight tonight, which had caused Rhys to tease his shirt up just a little before shaking his head and giving a small smile that had left her dizzy and wanting. Along with every other female and most males as well probably in the crowd. Rhys walked straight to her from the stage and pulled her into a tight embrace. He was seriously sweaty, but she didn’t mind. She’d take these moments with him any way she could get them, these moments where it felt real. She breathed him in, sweat and bourbon and that thi
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