Justin bowed. “A pleasure to meet you, Tasha.” His eyes sparkled at her, making her blush. Maybe he wasn’t as old as he first appeared. “Come in! Want a drink?” The inside of the cabin was appreciably more impressive than the outside. At least, what was in the cabin. Mounted overhead speakers vibrated the place with electronic music. The main room included a sleek kitchenette with a small wood fired oven and a pump sink. Screens and computers lined one corner. Colorful lights radiated through a doorway from another room in the back. “Water? Mead?” Justin offered them glass jars of each while he gave them a tour.
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