alcohol seeped through her veins , blue hues moving through the crowds , freshly made drink in her slim fingers as her heeled foot tapped against the floor. why she was at a low-life bar was one thing , but she couldn’t help but watch the door , as if he was going to enter. she could feel her phone vibrating in her back pocket , making her whole body feel higher on life , but she refused to have holden tell her to go home. she wanted to be here , she wanted to see his dumb-ass face , even though it was her stupid manipulative mind that caused the fall-out. taking a deep breath , she took a sip of the drink ( a drink she didn’t need ) & turned back around , crinkling her nose as she felt a males hand graze her behind. they were damn lucky she wasn’t in a mood tonight. turning back around , she noticed the backside of the male , how she knew what he looked like from the back was another story. ‘‘ give me that drink now. ’’ she demanded to the bartender before slithering her way over to the male , sliding herself into the booth across from him & pushing the drink towards him with a slim finger. eyes peeked up behind eyelashes , fake innocence written on her face. ‘‘ you looked pouched. ’’
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