"What? Afraid the husband-to-be's gonna down a few too many and be drowsy through your first night together? Save it for after the fun stuff, then," Sawyer suggests, his nose wrinkling slightly, if only because he doesn't exactly savor the idea of imagining any pair he knows tossing around between the sheets. "Unless you're afraid of someone else at the party sniffin' out the good stuff."
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