Conspiracy Game
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 Christine Feehan

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“Hell of a time to tell me, babe.” We’re in a helicopter surrounded by men and there’s not much I can do about it now.
Briony smiled in spite of the circumstances. That was meant to be emotional, idiot, not sexual.
Don’t say sexual-you’ll give me a hard-on.
Ken sighed. Shut up, you two.
Jack and Briony both looked at Ken, then at each other, and burst out laughing.