This is the second time in less than twenty-four hours that I've almost killed Damian. She almost never went out without more done to it than this. Intelligent perhaps, but no, not wise. She was tiny, not much meat on her, I got daylight with just one shot.
Being dragged on stage at a strip club was so far beyond my comfort level. You asked me why if I'm having sex with Clair, I don't look at her the way you look at Nathaniel. But for now, right now, we had this moment. Only a handful of faces weren't turned toward the stage.
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