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... n’t help it."
That made her blush.
He squeezed her hand back, reluctantly, pulled his gaze from her face. "Ready?" he asked.
She nodded, still very much aware of the way his eyes kept drifting back to her chest like they really couldn’t help it, like he said.
"Ready," she said.
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Rhydric sat on the chair in VIP section, the club lights washing over him in slow pulses of red and blue. The bass thudded through the floor, lo ...
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