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"I don't want you monkey-mouth motherfuckers sitting in my throne again."
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Baxter raised an eyebrow, supporting himself on his forearms as he took her in again. He was second guessing it, now - he was so sure that she'd be annoyed by her 'recent vacancy' that she'd say yes to, as she put it, a one and done type of situation - but he'd already extended the drawbridge, and there wasn't much else to do but invade the castle, penetrate the defenses.

So to speak.

Or, hell, maybe literally, if that's where the night took them.

Baxter flashed the grin again, then gestured towards the desk as someone behind Ramona muttered about it taking forever to get a ticket.

"As soon as I'm sprung, darlin'," he said, "I'll give you a twirl inside. Got that fiver for me?"
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