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"The clubs packed, don't you think?" Ayesha asks as we head to our tables next to each other.
"I wonder why?" I ask and she chuckles.
"I'm sure they heard about your magical little body," she teases and I roll my eyes.
"Or about the freakishly flexible girl," I grin and she shakes her head.
"Freakishly?" she narrows her eyes at me and I can't help but laugh. "Now that's just cold," she whispers as we separate to serve our tables.
I hand the three guys their drink and Joey takes a sip before stopping me.
"Hey suga, you mind if I have a seat at the bar?" he asks and I look over.
"Sure," I nod. "Come on."
I lead him to the bar and he sits down. I walk around and put my hands down onto the counter top.
"Please don't tell me you're one of those guys who fall in love and become extremely clingy," I say and he smiles.
"I'm one of those guys who fall in love and want to spend every waking moment with her."
"So..." I trail off. "Clingy?" I smile and he chuckles. He gestures his drink towards me and takes a sip. "You're cute Joey," I nod and he smiles.
My smile immediately fades as Antonio walks up to the bar with the women I saw him with the other night.
He pulls the stool - next to Joey - back for her and she sits down. He sits down after and I feel blood rush to my head.
"Excuse me," I smile at Joey and he nods.
Why does the bar have to be so full tonight.
"What can I get you?" I ask looking between them and Antonio nods towards her.
"Look at you being a gentleman," she teases and the corner of his lips lift into a small smile.
I fought everything inside of me to not roll my eyes deep into my head.
"I'll have a cocktail," she smiles at me.
I nod, looking over at Antonio.
"Whiskey." Is all he says, not even looking up at me and I bite down onto my jaw.
I turn and start making their drinks.
Why do I feel so... angry.
I don't feel anything for him but somehow seeing him with another women fills me with... jealousy?
No way.
I feel my heart clench and my throat dry. I was squeezing the glass in my hand so hard, I'm surprised it didn't shatter right then and there.
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𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥✔️
Romance❝𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧, 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐨. 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.❞ ❦ "What are you doing in my fridge?" I immediately grabbed my knife strapped to my thigh and pointed it at the person behind me's throat. "Seriously?" I whispered. He wasn't even fazed by...
