Again. Left, right, left, right. We kept going, his getting faster and me stumbling back to grab the next table’s stand as something filled up in my stomach, my muscles charged, and I started to smile. He moved into me, and I stumbled back, tripping on my foot and losing my balance. I fell backward, but he followed, his arm circling my waist just in time as his other grabbed the table for support. I looked over my shoulder, seeing bits of glass on the floor where I would’ve landed. Turning back to him, I stared up into his eyes as my fingers clutched his shoulders. And then I felt it. The
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