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Chapter 22 by Cham3leon Cham3leon

What do you say?

Suggest you finish the night inside [Charm>35%]

"So," you say, giving your most dashing smile{if Legendary player==true} - the one that always reels them in.{elseif Enhanced M==true}, giving her a good eyeful of your chiselled features.{else}, a genuinely romantic look that would make any girl weak at the knees.{endif} "I also thought we had an amazing evening. So much, I don't want it to end just yet."

For a fraction of her second, her smile falters, but it instantly returns. "Okay. Why don't you come in then?"

She beckons you with one slender finger, before turning and walking into her lodge, her silhouetted hips swaying with every step. Heart pounding in your chest, you step across the threshold, closing the door behind you, and following the click of her heels towards the light.

Whereas lodge 69 is fashioned like a steamy mountain cabin, Gabrielle's quarters more resemble a penthouse. Two white leather sofas are arranged in front of an unlit fire, red blankets draped across the back of each. The heated stone flooring tiles are covered by a white fur pelt, and subtle light fixtures cast a warm glow across the room. One entire wall is a single glass window, looking out onto the gushing river and the dark valley beyond. And in the middle of it all stands Gabrielle, her dress clinging to her flawless body, gazing at you with a smirk pulling at one corner of her lips.

"So, Mr Samson," she smiles, one hand playing with a lock of her golden hair. "You didn't want this night to end. So what do you want to do?"

Well?

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