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Chapter 63

63. Public exhibit << . Sophia . >> I look at him, confused. “You can’t be serious…” I say as a shiver passes down my whole body. He quirks his brow and I sputter, “Ex- excuse me.. I need to go…” I get up and rush towards the restrooms, breathing hard. I walk into the stall. Oh my God. How could he be so sincere a minute and be inappropriate the next freaking second? Not even in my wildest dreams I would admit to anyone that the idea tingled me. I rushed away because I was afraid I would do exactly what he asked me. Sometimes I had so much control over me I could ride him there if he asked me to. This is why I’m hiding in this stall right now. I walk out of the women’s restroom and lean onto the small balcony of the restaurant. It’s at the back of the building. Celebrities use back doors to enter the restaurants when they want to avoid paparazzi. Maybe next time Raylan could drop me at the back doors. I lean on the railing, thinking. How would it work now? Would he be willing to go on

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