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Casey
His eyes...
Intense and blue, even from the corner he hid in, the man’s gaze pierced the lounge’s haze of salivating males, the loud music, and the cat calls. All noise faded when our eyes connected. My breath and pulse sounded loud in my ears, like everything muffled to only what truly mattered—a connection of two souls.
So damn fine.
I might have bent a little lower. I definitely gyrated against the pole and ran my hands over my body while imagining him doing so. Taking my focus off him to turn and smirk at other horn balls salivating over me created a sense of guilt even though I’d always loved the attention.
I’d never seen that blue-eyed babe before, and I couldn’t keep from watching him watch me. For the first time since I’d started dancing for money, a man’s stare turne
