Lia's POVJoella’s voice softened as she continued.“A few minutes later, this guy came out onto the balcony. He stood a little distance away from me at first. He was… really hot, Lia. Like, unfairly hot. Tall, with dark hair and these really nice arms. He and he just had this calm, confident energy about him.”She bit her lip, smiling a little at the memory.“At first, we didn’t talk. We just stood there in silence, both looking out at the city. But then he glanced over at me and made a comment about how loud it was downstairs. We started talking — just casual stuff at first. About the club, the music, how crazy the crowd was. He was easy to talk to. Really smooth, but not in a pushy way. And the longer we talked, the more I felt this… pull toward him. I don’t usually feel that way about strangers, but there was something about him.”Joella shifted on the couch, getting more comfortable as she got deeper into the story.“Somehow the conversation got more personal. I don’t even rememb
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