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Dinner Date
Lilyan held her small, blue clutch in her lap. She fiddled with the buckle on it as they made their way to the restaurant. Zayd took notice and laced his fingers through hers, holding their clasped hands in his lap. Lilyan resisted the urge to rub her fingers along his shaft. She wanted to make him hard for her. However, she did not want Ralph to notice, so she restrained herself. Ralph drove them into the city to a restaurant that Lilyan had never even heard of before. He dropped them off at the front door and they made their way inside. The interior was dimly lit by candles on the tables and low-hanging lights. Zayd must have made reservations at some point because the hostess asked for his name. “Novar,” he replied. The hostess gave him a flirty smile and looked up his name on a compu
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