Not A Victim

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*Hope POV* I felt as if every eye in the room was on Nick and me. I knew that it wasn’t true, but that’s just how it felt. It felt like it was just the two of us out here on this dance floor. “The song’s almost over, but I don’t want to stop dancing with you,” Nick whispered. Smiling bashfully, I nodded my head. Secretly wishing another slow song would play. The feel of his hand on my lower back felt like it belonged there, and when his hand brushed against the skin on my back, the tingles that followed behind it left me wanting more. “Do you want to go sit down?” I asked. He shook his head and said we could keep dancing if I wanted to. He pulled me closer, and began to whisper things into my ear that left me confused. “You know that everything will reveal itself soon enough, right

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