Novel Version "Lilah"

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My throat goes dry at the way his touch gives me tingles. Goodness, what is going on with my hormones? This story has a mature warning for it's language and some themes. There are some steamy scenes but there is not detailed 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥, okay?

I guess I can give you something as long as you don't tell other people about my mistake," he shakes his head like he's embarrassed. He lifts me down from the counter and I look down at all the drink selections under the counter. I spot the moonshine. I go for it. I pull a navy sweatshirt over my head and slip on a pair of flip flops. My father hands me a crisp twenty dollar bill and I take it reluctantly. Before I can even finish adding onto my 'everyone needs a friend' argument, he shoots up from his seat. He grasps my arm and pulls me out of my seat, startling me nearly to death.

Standing right here in front of him, the top of my head just barely reaches hardly anything past his shoulders. The corner of his upper lip sits in a small sneer as he glares down at me, his strong jaw clenched tightly. Why cry and possibly make someone around you upset when you can smile and maybe make someone around you happy? At night, the lights turn off, except for a few distant light poles, and everything is just a tad dark.

I walk a little further down the street and finally I come to a place that actually doesn't look bad. Or like there are strippers inside. I watch the group of five, two girls and three boys, as they continue along their journey in front of me to goodness knows where. As I get closer and closer, I see the defined shape of his jaw and his wonderfully sculpted arms that are shaped from a distant light off the front of a bar.Why so frightened?" his worn out voice reaches my ears and I still can't tell if he's drunk or not.