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“Don’t mention it. I, as the kids say, got your back.” He thumps his chest twice and then gives me a peace sign. I snort. “Don’t ever do that again.” He laughs and shoos me out.
Please. Don’t
“You play on stage. The screaming fans. The bras that get thrown at you. That’s your thing,” I snap. “Bras?” The storm in his eyes softens a bit. “Cadey, this is a freshman dance. If I pick up any bras here, that’s half a felony.”
🤣🤣🤣
“Don’t think of the crowd. Imagine it’s just you and me, hm? Beat that triangle the way you want to beat my head in with a hammer.” He pauses and seems to think about it. “But beat it to time.”
Good save
“Don’t you dare, Dutch.” But I might as well have saved my breath. The big oaf catches me by the arms and bends at the knees. I’m up and over his shoulder in less than a blink.
This is like, the 4th time. You should learn to run at this point.
This is just me. My blood. My heart. My everything. Like I shoved a hand into my chest and pulled out my intestines.
Uh. Okay lol.
