“I-I’m sorry.” I shake my head. “I can’t do this.”He frowns. “Huh?”“This,” I mumble, the alcohol blurring through me. “I don’t want to do this.”His frown turns into a scowl, which almost looks comical with his boyish features and his stupid little strip of facial hair.“Oh, so just leading me on for a free drink, huh, bitch?”“No, that’s not it—”“Let’s go.”He starts to drag me down the dark hallway, away from the thumping music and blue lights toward what must be the men’s room. Panic lances through me, and I try to yank my hand back from his grip.“I’m serious, okay? Look, I’ll pay you back for the stupid drink, just—”“Oh, you better believe you will.”I gasp as he whirls us, pushing me against the wall. His hand grabs my bare thigh, and I recoil.“Yeah, you like that, don’t you, baby? You like it when Mikey puts his hands on you, huh?”“Get—”I don’t even finish the sentence before Mikey suddenly goes flying away from me, like magic. I blink, trying to make sense of how exactl
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