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The party ends, the music stops. Dayana sets the last cocktail on the bar, takes off her apron, and sits on the edge of the pool, letting her feet dangle in the blue water.
Hey, handsome—you’ve been sitting at the bar the longest tonight. This one’s on me. Finish it, then come swim with me; the pool is ours now.
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