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Aaron shrugged with an easy smile. âHow about another?â he asked with a wink before he finished his drink and placed it back on the bar. One more drink couldnât hurt. Just one though because he started to lose track of them.
Mako hummed softly in agreement, motioning over the bartender to get them another round. âWhat is your poison?â Mako asked with an arched brow. âHoping for something stronger?â
"Nah, another Guinness is alright," he replied. Not a real fan of hard liquor. "How about you?" Aaron asked, still curious to find out what the other wanted from him. Because currently, he wouldn't get any of whatever it was.














