sly. I need to talk to Mr. Knightly

uh, we can sort this out?" I s

matter that we could so

t your daught

at me. "

ll, you can have your alone time with your belov

eyes. "Are you

at?

urse

ay then. Only this time, I

ef, muttering

Ethan walks into his

e were saved from gettin

that little monster?"

be that bad

he nods, pur

shoulder. "Good luck wi

handle

sh

-

my eyes on it, biting my lip, the

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still typing. "

d people are saying he doesn't like to talk at all. Some sa

of the arrogant m

Ethan hears you, he will fire your ass." She

ame?" I ask with a smile,

nightly,"

iv

n returning he

used to be the CEO here, but because of some personal matters, his

ms an 'O' sh

re's this party Nathan is throwi

He always remembers mine like he's be

arts telling me how many days are l

sessed with me. I

may

am blind. Blii

an, where he's si

Happy Birthday."

blinking at me. "

t you're throwing this birth

iles. "Yes, I would love it if you could join

phone and turn it towards him. "Pl

-

it, Emma!" I look at her

od on you!" She throws

my head

at see-through skin d

oard. "Fine. Wear whatever sui

ng that, Emma,"

he black elegant one that hugs my bod

makeup, I wear my he

looks smoking hot in t

o off," I say,

k amazing! I don't even know if that sentence has any mea

connects her Bluetooth

in my

e I am st

ers cap, I ain'

flat, used to

s the lyrics, doing d

toward the club, checkin

minutes, and I park

tanding there. He's wearing a blue T-sh

rning toward me. "You loo

"Thank yo

here." Emma points at he

ome time, then nods.

lap from Emma o

eant, you lo

at's what I wa

trong alcohol hits my nose. People are dancing

ty couch. We settle down.

s?" he

l Breeze

rtini,"

ur glasses and sit back down, I look aroun

restroom," I tell them, makin

I hum the song and wa

me, Nathan and Emma making out. Emma is

her off. Emma pushes him so hard that he

d not to laugh. "So... you bot

Emma starts, but N

. "We made a deal that we could, you know, do this just fo

hock, as if she didn't

clears her throat and nods. "Yes.

l then. I'll

ly as I sit on the barstool

grin, putting my drink on the counter and pushing

moth to

pull you back to what

one call

ing

ou are loyal to me, but

body as I dance my heart out. The chorus plays, and m

ow you call me

nd sing

nity, I breathe heavily and return to my

es my lips, something hard bumps int

steppi

is back turned to me. He slowly

bones are still visible, even with the dim lights. He wears a navy blue suit, only one but

me out of my imagination. He smells

im, and one ey

ere you're going?" I fol

n his face. He looks int

, and my drink fell all ove

e closely, sa

uch to 'Moth to a Flame.' Oh, I love that song, man. I could keep listening to it

narrow my eyes at him. "And you

his suit. "You

Don't get your pa

es, if you know." He t

ure yo

ell

ckets. He says nothing. "I'

our drink, and then you expect me to wa

ck. "Excuse me, mi

u meant, you prick! Bitc

eed to shut

ches a little.

oat. "Yeah. St

gue back. He doesn't fight

more time on you. Wors

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ly w