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He takes me in his arms and we dance slow and romantic, but after a couple more drinks, he’s showing me moves I didn’t even know a male that large could pull off. “Move that ass,” he shouts and then his arm is around my front and I’m shamelessly grinding my ass into his crotch to the beat of the music.

I’ve never let loose like this with a guy on the dancefloor before and I love it. I feel so safe with him, able to let myself fly free.

During a break in the action, we’re both laughing, pausing to catch a breath and he points to the back. “You know next door there's a singing lounge.”

I let out a squeak of surprise. “You were saying that we would do that. Are you ready?”

“Let's go.”

He pulls me next door into a dark lounge. The door shuts behind us and it's completely different from where we were before in the crowded club. This venue is more quiet and intimate.

I look over at him. “Would you want to sing a duet with me?”

“I would love to sing with you.”

We enter our names on the waiting list and then we sit at a table to await our turn, enjoying the fun performances of the other beings. I'm not the greatest singer in the world, but I’m decent and singing is my favorite activity on a late night out. Normally it’s hard for me to find someone willing to be my partner.

Finally, it’s our turn.

We boldly step onto the stage and stand up there handcuffed together. Kryel picks a popular song that went viral the year before he went into prison. To him it’s new, but it's still a great song that I love and remember. The audience politely claps for us. I pick up a microphone and he picks one up too. Two individual spotlights shine on us.

There's a whole crowd of beings before us in the dark, giving calls of encouragement.

“You can do it.”

“I want to hear the devil sing!”

The music begins and words scroll across the screen. I start the song, swaying as I sing the first lines.

And then it's his turn. He starts in at the perfect beat and I’m stunned at the sound of his deep sultry voice. I watch in awe as fearsome Kyrel Grindstone follows the words and sings them almost as if he were the actual singer. I swear he could literally be a professional singer. I can't believe this. And he's so great on this stage. He makes eye contact with the audience them looks over at me and smiles, like he's a performer or something. I can't believe how charming and talented he is. Oh my gods.

I pick up the song again and do my part and then suddenly we turn toward each other as our voices join as one. I hold his hand in mine and we sing the chorus to this song, which right now, I'm realizing, is a love song.

Kyrel picked a love song?

I continue to sing the words on the screen and soon I’m declaring my undying love for him in song, holding his claw as if I’ll never let go.

He sings his words of love back to me, gazing deeply into my eyes.

The song softens and ends and we’re still holding hands and staring into each other’s eyes, maybe the both of us a little stunned at the emotion that was evoked. It’s the most romantic moment of my life. One of those moments I’ll never, ever forget.

The audience is on their feet clapping. “Kiss, kiss, kiss!”

So I kiss him.

I stand on my tippy toes and reach up and wrap an arm around his corded neck and kiss the heck out of him. His arms wrap tight and pull me close and his plush black lips capture mine in return. His kiss is the stuff of legends.

And then there’s a loud cough. “Excuse me, can I have a moment with this female, alone?”

I break free from the epic kiss that’s ending much too soon. Another Hyrrokin male is on the stage with us. And I have I have no idea who this guy is, but I’m really, really annoyed at the interruption.

“What are you doing here?” Kryel snarls.

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Kryel

Ifinish declaring my love for Aliyah Williams through song.

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