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I saw you watching me from across the bar. You didn’t smile. Not even a wave. You just… stared. Confident. Unapologetic. Like you already knew exactly how the night would end.
So when I slipped away to the hallway near the restrooms, I wasn’t surprised when you followed.
You didn’t say a word. Just pressed me up against the wall, your hand sliding up my thigh, your breath hot against my ear.
“You really shouldn’t follow strangers,” I whispered, but my body betrayed me — hips arching into your touch, my lips parting on a gasp.
“I’m not the one in danger,” you murmured.