The noise of the club seemed to fade into the background, replaced by the sound of my own heartbeat pounding in my ears. I stared at him, certain I had misheard.
"Take me out?" I repeated quietly.
His expression did not waver. If anything, it softened. "Yes, love. Just dinner. One night."
My fingers tightened around the rag at my waist. One night sounded harmless. Simple. But nothing about this felt simple. Not the way he was looking at me, not the way hope stirred where I had sworn it would not.
I swallowed. "Why?"
Because that was the question that mattered.
"Why me?" I added. "Why do you notice me?"
I didn't want to break my walls, not even a little c***k, but I had to know the truth. I had to.
He took another step forward. "Why not, love? You're beautiful. All of you."
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