Take me, I am yours
He chuckles, looking at me, my face full of shock.
"Joke, Lisa, I don't go that far drinking; relax, everything will be fine." Pulling up to a club, we climb out, Sean's arm around me. Walking inside, the music is loud. Looking around, I can easily see his friends. The table looks intimidating; the men are not small. Walking towards them, Sean's smile grows bigger.
"Here he is, Sean, late as always." Someone stands up looking at him, his eyes glancing at me. I thought Sean was big; this guy is bigger. My eyes trail along his body, taking in his looks; his tattoos are amazing as well.
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