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... nking glasses and raucous laughter an assault on my introverted nerves. Mike, ever the gentleman, pulls out a chair for me at a high-top table. How chivalrous.
"Allow me," he says with a wink that makes my skin crawl.
I slide onto the seat, hyper-aware of Mike settling in beside me. His arm snakes across the back of my chair, a move so cliché I almost laugh. Almost.
"What’s your poison tonight?" he asks, leaning in close enough for me to catch a whiff of his cologne. It s ...
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