“Don’t make it obvious, but there’s a guy right behind you checking out your ass.” My eyes darted to the mirror behind the bar to try to catch a glimpse of him without turning around. Strobe lights flashed off the reflection and kept me from seeing more than a cluster of bodies in red and green. “Is he hot or is he creepy? Do we need to move?” “No, no, he’s cute. I think. He’s wearing a hat.” I scratched the side of my neck and slowly rotated so my torso was flush to the curved bar top. “Is he still looking?” I asked out of the corner of my mouth. “Oh yeah.” Inhaling a deep breath, I cleared
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