Graham slides past us to get to his friends. He stops dead in his tracks, bringing me an inch from colliding into his back, and turns to face us. I take a deep breath, surprised by our closeness and bounce backward to put distance between us. “If they danced like you, then I’d be spending my weekends at the strip clubs.” Graham winks at me (Again!), then turns to catch up with his friends. Heat creeps up my neck. Amanda groans under her breath in irritation at her boyfriend’s comment, but follows behind like an obedient puppy. I want to say something to stand up for myself, but Graham handled
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