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Fireflies is always a good time. The music is blaring, the lights are pulsing to the beat, and everyone is having a blast. The floors have sensors in them that light up with every step you take, creating an insane light show all night long. The atmosphere is perfect. On top of the aesthetic, safety for everyone is their number one priority and they take it very seriously. They offer a bag check in where you can check your bag in with the bar and pick it up before you leave with your digital ticket. They also have free tester sticks that you can stick in your drink at any time that tests for the drugs most commonly snuck into people’s glasses.

Laura and I are waiting at the bar for the guys, and we check our bags in with the stunning bartender who has the automated system text us our digital ticket for pick up, before storing them in the locked boxes.

Turning around, I have to physically keep my jaw from falling to the floor. Is this a goddamn dream? Because that is the most attractive human I have ever seen. He literally looks like a Greek God.

His smile pulls at his lips, revealing pearly-white teeth. “Hi, you must be Charlotte.”

Is it wrong if I jump him right here?

He stalks up to me, and my gaze shifts nearly straight up in the air to hold his stare. Is this a prank? Is he a hologram? I literally cannot grasp that this man exists and is standing in front of me.

Oh my God, I haven’t said anything yet. I’ve just been staring at him.

“Hi!” The word comes out far too forced and excited. Calming myself, I answer normally, “Yes, I’m Charlotte. You must be Reed.”

He nods and says, “Yes, ma’am.”

Peeking to the side, I see Laura deep in convo with Cam. As I turn back to tall, blond, and, handsome, I begin to ask, “Do you want to d—”

“Care for a dan—shit, sorry. I didn’t mean to cut you off,” he apologizes with a shy smile.

“Dance? I would love to,” I coo.

He stretches out his hand, and I take it, letting him lead us into the chaos on the floor. His hand is softer than I pictured them being. His fingers intertwine with mine as we come to a stop.

“You are so fucking beautiful, Charlotte.” His voice is deeper now, and it causes tingles to run down my spine.

My face is on fire, and I know my cheeks are redder than they’ve ever been. “Thank you.”

He smiles, and I can’t take my eyes off of his lips. They are so plump and juicy. I want to feel them on mine so badly.

As we slowly dance to the music together, we drift closer, and soon, his hands are on my waist, and my hands are on his chest. His firm, muscular chest that I would like to use as a pillow.

Batting my eyelashes up at him, I lick my bottom lip.

He clears his throat, and his fingers hook into my side, pulling me ever closer to him. “Is it too forward if I ask for your permission to kiss you right now?”

I think I might screw him on this floor if he asked me.

“I don’t think it’s too forward. And, yes, please kiss me.” I chuckle.

He lightly grabs my jaw and tilts it upward as he lowers his head down.

“God, you are stunning,” he whispers against my lips right before pressing them gently into mine.

Oh my God, I think I might have died and gone to heaven.

Is it too soon to want to marry this man? Because the way his lips fit perfectly with mine has me feeling like we might be soulmates.

The tip of his tongue slides along the seam of my mouth, and I part them slightly, granting him access. His tongue strokes mine with precision and skill. Enough to pull the softest moan from deep within me.

He deeply chuckles as he pulls away, blushes, and says, “Sorry, I might have gotten a bit carried away. I don’t know what came over me.”

Holding my hand up against his chest, I purse my lips. “Please don’t ever apologize for that. In fact, if you want, do it again and again.”

A real laugh leaves him this time, and he brushes his thumb along my bottom lip. “Like right now?” he teases before bringing his lips a mere centimeter from mine.

“Yes.” My voice is barely a whisper, vibrating against his lips in the deafening club.

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