Mr.Wrong
Flashback – The Night Before.
The bass of the music vibrated through me as I stepped onto the dance floor. The heat, the crowd, the rhythm. It was all dull . I was too drunk to remember everything . I remembered I closed my eyes, I let the music take over, swaying my hips and moving with the beat. For a moment, I could forget everything, Owen, his annoying possessiveness, and whatever weird feelings had been creeping in lately.
A pair of hands settled on my hips, interrupting my escape. I turned slightly, catching a grin on the guy’s face as he moved with me. Fine. Whatever.
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